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Dream Family


Only seven weeks ago You were just a dream A figure of my imagination With it bursting at the seams I lay in bed to sleep at night And I feel you push on me Thank God, from my heart, I cried You were conceived as my Chloe As you grew and played and slept As did the bills and stress and heat My summer fever came and made me sweat But my love never skipped a beat You were perfect to me in every way No matter your size or what you think Because to me you were the only Angel God was going to let me keep But the stress got to me and daddy He started yelling for all kinds of things As the pressure built up, the pain got worse And God took you back from me Rest in Heaven for mommy I'll carry you again, my Chloe And you won't have to worry about mommy and daddy Murdering what is only a dream...
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