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The ever present feeling of this little person in my womb
I am distressingly inhabited yet so empty
Guess this hole will never be filled
I'll be forever patching rips and tears
With good morning kisses and fits of laughter
A healthy feeling high that fades when night comes and I am alone
I sink into two strong arms and know they will love me through it all
And that's the only thing keeping me from losing my mind
I am distressingly inhabited yet so empty
Guess this hole will never be filled
I'll be forever patching rips and tears
With good morning kisses and fits of laughter
A healthy feeling high that fades when night comes and I am alone
I sink into two strong arms and know they will love me through it all
And that's the only thing keeping me from losing my mind
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