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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519508" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Letter From An Unborn Child</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">With every moment I keep on tossing and turning <br>Not because my heart keeps yearning for more, <br>But rather, because my heart is burning <br>From the fear of reality</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I never asked to be here but if it keeps on raining <br>I guess I might as well keep building these walls, <br>Walls that trap me, for in them I hope to find protection<br>Because the last time I listened I heard thunder crack<br>Or maybe it was jus you, screaming and banging</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dear momma </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I don't know how to say it so I thought I'd write you a letter</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's been 9 months long, actually let me say a ‘really long 9 months' because I ‘v been sitting in this dark corner thinking about my life and maybe that's why ct scans show me suckling on my little thumb.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Things have been going well since my conception and I really can't wait to show you how much I've grown. I got really cute small eyes, hair so smooth and beauty so true I could say I'm just like you but,1 thing really scares me because when I come out I'd never want to be like him. He raped you and shamed you yet they let him through. If the world so corrupt I never do want to come through.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Anyhow how is Amanda I heard she was born two weeks ago and her so much even though the doctor said that she would never be able to walk. And just in case you wondering how I know, I'm always listening when you gossip. I'm sorry to hear that your friend had a miscarriage but how did they expect little Ben to survive if every night momma was getting tossed, turned and thrown, being beaten by some drunkard of a man. But I guess he's smiling down on me, serving with Lilly by the King's throne up in heaven.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Above all, mom I just want to thank because even though your sister aborted Lilly saying that she was just another teenager's mistake you still loved me and kept me safe. Moreover I just want to thank God for a mom just like you and now as He walks to light at the end of the tunnel I know I'm worth more than people will ever tell me, be it friends or family for I know He'll keep us true.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yours with love</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> A letter from your unborn child</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sir+T.A.E.P.S">Sir T.A.E.P.S</a><div class=q>
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Not because my heart keeps yearning for more, 
But rather, because my heart is burning 
From the fear of reality

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