Thomas:
I got pregnant at 19.
I thought it was too early
I thought I wasnt ready
Then when I heard his heartbeat
I changed my mind
I was so excited
Couldnt wait to give birth to my sweet baby boy
Then the universe took him away before I could get that far
Screw you world
I miss my son
I want my child
Why me?
I just wish he was still here
I named him Thomas
Mommy loves you and misses you Thomas.
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