My life is over.
It ended as yours began.
You heart beat is mine.
A part of me forever entwined.
You killed me,
Yet brought me to life.
My life is over.
It now belongs to you.
Everything that I make,
Is for you to take.
You stole my breath,
So that you can take yours.
My life is over.
The burden of parenthood,
Or a blessing in disguise.
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PoeticBiscuit (
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Oops - a blessing in disguise, I hope.
But it can seem as if one's life is over, if getting some long drawn-out disease, for example.
Fantastic flow yes nothing in life will ever be adventurous is this!
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