Small Child Of Mine Poem by Heather Taylor
Small Child Of Mine
close your tired eyes
small child of mine
let your private thoughts
and lonely path intertwine
everything you cry for
will soon no longer be
for a clean diaper or food
but for intense feelings of misery
soon ending will be
childhood innocence
lost before time
due to anothers ignorance
small child of mine
i'm sorry for what lies ahead
you'da been better of aborted
lying in that toilet dead
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