My Baby And Me
My baby was hurt
My baby had tears
My baby was lonely
My baby was going to die
My baby had a bad life.
Now my baby is better
I took his tears away
He has me now
He is till living
His life is better now.
I was lost
I had no heart
I lost blood
I had so many tears
I was almost gone
Yeah it was done.
My baby found me
He gave me his heart
I got the blood back
He took the pain away
He made my tears leave
He made me stay
Now my life is not over!
poem by America BILLS
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