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Fear and Trembling
The life inside of me was
formed in fear and trembling.
The fear is of death,
losing myself in tangles of
flesh and conflicting emotions.
The trembling points
toward a thousand deaths
still to be shared on other nights.
formed in fear and trembling.
The fear is of death,
losing myself in tangles of
flesh and conflicting emotions.
The trembling points
toward a thousand deaths
still to be shared on other nights.
Published 25th Aug 2023
Author's Note
Struggling to accept what has happened and my betrayal of my true love. What kind of life could I possibly give a child?
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25th Aug 2023 3:04pm
25th Aug 2023 6:22pm
Huge questions. Some women don't ever want children. Others have children but hardly know how they got there. Pretty much the same for men but then they never have the burden to bear and slobs just ignore and disappear. Life, life, life..........
25th Aug 2023 8:00pm
You show your child that is truly loved. It's a miracle from God. Men and woman like to have sex.
25th Aug 2023 10:00pm
"What kind of life could I possibly give a child?" You'd be surprised what you can do when you put your mind to it.
