April
Saturday 31 October 2009 photo 3/8
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Burying the me into the moist earth,
Know one can hear the screams.
i am alive and breathing!
Getting only nourishment from the earth.
I’ll never know the warmth of your bosom.
Nor will I taste the milk from your flesh
Or to hear the soothing rhythm of your heart beat
I’ll never know what living is.
Because, honey, You did not want me.
Know one can hear the screams.
i am alive and breathing!
Getting only nourishment from the earth.
I’ll never know the warmth of your bosom.
Nor will I taste the milk from your flesh
Or to hear the soothing rhythm of your heart beat
I’ll never know what living is.
Because, honey, You did not want me.
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