I’m a sobbing milky mess With out you Cherub screaming menace Resisting The moment You Escaped me Too early Full of battlescars To brag about only One minute old But Still hold My hand.
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2 comments:
Too ealry! Too late!
Romeo and Juliet
had it all
alright
it's just that
the timing
was wrong.
Nice one Cara.
Thanks Jesse
This poem is actually about the birth of my daughter.
In fact, today is her birthday.
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