InnocenceA Poem by QuirkyPandaA baby, waiting to be born. She loves her mother- her sweet voice, gentle words, giving her life, every little thing she does for her. But she is unwanted, and now dead. She looks down on her mother from heaven, And still loves her. Her mother forgets, has no regrets of what she’s done and does not return her dead, unborn daughter’s love.
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