One single second,
That's all it took,
A life created,
What damned luck!
In an instant,
I was born,
Yet in my mothers side,
I am merely a thorn,
Then I think,
Of the life witin,
How killing it,
Would be a terrible sin,
From what i know,
(heard really)
My teenage mum,
Actually loves me dearly,
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