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"Don't stop," she begged
with no thought in her head
She felt nothing but passion and glow
He kept with her wishes and went further than kisses
Now it's been three weeks and a fourth
Her stomach was aching, her head warm and light
to the doctor she went to find things were not right
Her eggo was prego
her belly was bumped
her oven was set to bake for nine months
Nobody knew accepting her and her beau
She then fled out of panic and fear
Yet where did she land, but Planned Parenthood, Uncle Sam,
those who kill and slaughter those so dear
She came out alone in a daze, so unclear
September came without warning
All the while her guilt growing
Depression coming and going so nearer to be
Yet on the 25th she felt pangs, don't you see?
and fled to the hospital all in tears
Her eggo was still prego
her belly still bumped
her oven was ready to empty after nine months
Planned Parenthood had failed her, and all would see
what she had become after so many pleas
Her baby was born, Annabelle was the name,
her face was deformed, but still beaming quite plain
Her mother wept and she moaned for what she had done
for the life she brought into this world
for the life she had almost undone
God gave her a gift, an angel so dear
with a second chance to her life
The baby so sang, so simple, so sweet, so sane,
bringing bells, bringing bliss, bringing beauty,
and Annabelle was her name
- Title: Annabelle
- Artist: Krizzical
- Description: It is a poem about a girl who... well, read it and find out. ' "Don't stop," she begged, with no thought in her head, she felt nothing but passion and glow..."
- Date: 06/23/2009
- Tags: annabelle
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Unobtrusive Demiurge - 06/28/2009
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Lovely.
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- CrucioMeDarling - 06/26/2009
- This is beautiful. (:
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