tiny life,
weep we will,
for now your heart,
is still.
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tiny life,
pain we feel,
all our efforts,
but we cannot heal.
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tiny life,
empty arms,
your mother cries,
we silence alarms.
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tiny life,
we had no choice,
we wanted to stop,
but silence was our voice.
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tiny life,
you no longer cry,
but you'll be heard,
til all tears run dry.
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can't sleep...combination of the death of the little baby last night and that horrid "jesus camp" movie i watched. so i wrote a poem...it always worked in the past as a way to clean out my head. good night...
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
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