Dear Child

You made me worry
Forced decisions to make

He said he wouldn't leave you
But he's not around now...

I would have loved you by myself
Or give you a different life

My dear, you were troublesome
And you weren't even here

No pitter-patters
No babbles...nothing

You were not born
I can't help but think about you

How your father would have stayed
Or take you from me...

My decision would've been cruel
I couldn't be there for you

But since you're not here
Was never brought into this world

I didnt have to choose...
I don't have to say "sorry"

But why do I feel sorry?
Sorry for you?


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