sashana davis Poems

THE UNWANTED CHILD

Cut the wrist watch it bleed
Kill the unwanted seed
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Am standing across and empty room
I felt as lonely as the moon surrounded by its stars

My dreams have turned in to utter nightmares
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What’s a mother’s purpose in life?

Is it to throw away an innocent child in the dark night?
Or is it to lie and say you’re sorry for all the things you have not done right.
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She was my homegirl I loved her but only as a friend

She tru her life away when that barrel came to an end
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A broken heart is never truly healed it Is only mended
Never truly cured only sedated
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