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A child in the hands of a child
Laying in the fragile hands of a young child 
 Is another child in a deep sleep
 Her cheeks rosy and pink 
 Same as the mother who doesn’t know what to think
 This baby lying so still
 All that’s on her mind is the bondages from never ending bills
 Will this baby be adore
 Will it end up on the fronts step of someone else door
 She’s drowning in society voice 
 People screaming “hey this was all your choice”
 Was it her way to show her love for a boy?
 Did he suffocate her and took over her world
 His strong gaze piercing all the doubts in her eyes
 Feeding her whispers of sweet lies
 Making her throw away the last fiber in  her pride
 Now he’s gone looking for a place to hide
 He has no intention of staying by her side
 Is this all that’s left of her
 The road to her future becoming nothing but a blur
 She runs her hand along warm soft skin
 Mouth shut close and cant even speak
 What will this baby grow up to be
 This baby that doesn’t even have a name
 This constant reminder making her feel ashamed
 All she can give is her goodbyes
 Leaving this baby future with questions of why’s

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