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The unborn

Feeling sick to my core; walking towards the door with sweat pouring down my face.

I have no time to waste...

1..2..3...breeeeaaatthheee i said trying to catch my breath. I was nauseated and constipated, as my driver titivated putting on his cheap jewellry and skunk perfume; tears made its way unto my face and down to my loosely fitted blouse.
On my way to the hospital i felt a POP...as i made my way to the ER water like a stream flowed to my ankles.
As i undress i felt a huge ball between my legs as i use my hand for sight, as it lay on my fingers i carefully examined it... little tiny fingers and toes his mommy's nose, ears and daddy's cock...
He was only five months in the womb, innocent, gentle and calm...my friend, my world has now became a hole i can never fill...
KT💋
Written by ThaSeductress (Daii_Cevyn_Belladon)
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