This innocent life

by Emma   Jul 28, 2005


You want this child so much you'd do anything to get it.
But just because it may have problems you're willing to forget it.

When I ask you "How could you kill your own child? How could you be so cold?"
"You don't understand. Don't judge me on this." That's what I was told.

If it were to have some birth defects you're willing to end it's innocent life.
How could you do that to that innocent baby?

Even though that may not happen
The thought of it is cruel
This child's life is not to be toyed with
This unborn life
Your own flesh and blood
Can't be played with.

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