Her

January 23, 2014

kicking, screaming

twisting, turning

my heart is broken

and feel like its burning

she was mine

and now is gone

her name was athena

at three months along

she was my baby

she was everything

now she's not there

i have nothing

now that she's gone

i feel so hollow

she was her father's world

i hope i don't folllow

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