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[tab id=1]They tore you from my body
Black, blue and bloody
They, dressed in white,
A common procedure.
I’ll never know if it was the bright lights or tears that blurred my vision.
Blood stained lips, holding back escape and screams
I thought about the severity of my choice
One I made several weeks ago,
Choosing to have you ripped from my belly
Choosing this torture over the one in my chest,
I remember telling your father
His beautiful pale skin becoming paler
An indication, a reflection of our fears in a human face.
Sharp pain. Remorse.
Is it over?
No sweet child.
For bright lights will always remind me of you,
[tab id=2]Paulina is an avid reader that lives out her fantasy’s on paper, writing often in pencil. A Bachelor of Arts student that majors in English studies, journalism and Psychology. She spends most of her time chasing after her kittens and dreams.[/tab]