Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Dear Baby

You've been on my mind for several years, I want you to be real.
I've dreamt about you for so long, and I just want you here.
You'd grow inside me for 9 months straight, me being so young, you'd probably be late.
But that wouldn't matter; we'd have you here, safe, and finally a reality!
This disease that's set upon me, I'm sorry but it's tough.
Because of this fucking disease, you can't come to our world.
You'll onlybe of our minds and in our hearts, and watching us from heaven.
We only want you to be with us, safe from this cruel world.

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