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Cry Of The Unborn
You felt the pleasure of my conception
Did you feel the pain of my demise
Could you not feel me deep inside you
Oh how safe I felt inside
Why did you have to end my life
Did I do something wrong
What a life I could of had
If only you would of let me live
To be held in someone else's arms
poem
by
David Kush
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