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by Avrii Monrielle Jan 6, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
They Call It A Choice They call it a choice... To give up a baby You could spend your money Or just save it It. That's what it is called Not a him, not a her They aren't seen as human at all Look into the sonogram Look at those undeveloped eyes Would you really kill this child Who doesn't deserve to die? Why can't you let the baby grow We know it's hard, we know But please don't kill an innocent Unknowing child... who deserves to live If they had a different parent They might treat them better But they don't; it's only you There is no other subsitute Don't inject your stomach Or drink laxating tea 'It' is a human being Just don't kill them, please Even if you don't want them They're a part of you They're embroidered in existence That's the raw and explained truth A baby is still human No matter how old A minute or a year Their life's worth more than gold