Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Abortion Plea


My plea..

It hurts, Mommy. Don't you feel it? I can hear Daddy telling you what's best. Do I get a say in this, Mommy? I kicked; you hit me, that hurt too. Does anyone care that I'm stuck? Oh Mommy, that lady said you look beautiful. Does this help you? Do you want to carry me? Oh Daddy, please don't say that again. He is lying to you, Mommy. God told me I look like you. Don't you want to see if it's true? Oh Mommy, it will only be a handful of months Mommy. I know you think I hate you, but I don't. I know I may be hurting your insides, but I don't mean it Mommy. Please keep me, please? Mommy what is this? What's happening Mommy? It's getting hard to breathe. I can't see, Mommy? Please mommy, don't go. Mommy.. Mommy.. Momm.. Mom.. Mo.. M.

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