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The emotional conflict of mind and heart in the creation of life. |
| My unborn child, you will never see the light of your first day. Nor breathe the toxic fumes of life. Never see, never be. Not because I would not love you. I would love you too much. I would die for others, but not live for them. For you my child, I could not peacefully leave this life. A prison of love forever denying me the release I crave. I pray to God that you are never born. My heart and mind are forever torn. |