The scars inside bursts out weeping
it was a heinous murder
at 15 I committed this sin
Who will accept a teenage fatherless child?
innocuous like a flower, i submitted
his false promises were so dramatic
i fell in his spidery trap
hissing venomous but sensual words
he left as he knew about his unwanted fruit
My womb was only his recreation ground
my heart nothing
my body everything
he has never loved me
discarded and abused
Ignored and used like a tissue paper
thrown
I killed my baby
aborted my sweetheart
afraid of this society, i committed the abortion
sorry my unborn child
I was your mother…
I left you.
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