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Abortion


Destroy

Give Away

Get rid of

What ever you want to call it, 

Mommy,

you didn't want me

I was a part of you

I was there 

even for a short time

I could have sparked 

a new light in your

life.

You say that it was because

of what he did to you.

Well he hurt you,

but you hurt me.

He left you, mommy, 

but you left me.

Forever I will be looking

down upon you from 

heaven

and I hope that every

time that I cross your mind

You feel bad for leaving me alone

It is one thing

to be left alone in an ally,

or on a bus, 

It is one thing for a 

stranger to walk 

away but...

You never knew me, but

yet we knew eachother

and you left me 

before you had the 

chance to see that I 

could have 

been the light of your life

and the smile that will never caress your

face

when you think about me. 

Remember:

I was there when all 

that we had

was 

eachother.

What did I ever do to you?

 

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Victoria B.

Victoria B. is in her senior year of High School. She is planning on becoming an Elementary School Teacher so that she can teach younger children. If she goes back to school it would be to get another major in Special Education so that she could teach Special needs children. She is going to go to Hanover College to pursue the major of Elementary Education.

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression!&nbsp;</p>

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