Steve Kimberley - Abortion

I'm 4 months in the making now,
I'm 8 inches long and weigh about half a pound,
My heart beats, i have fingernails and many bones,
My face is human and im starting to develop hair.

But i'm non-existent, apparently i'm not wanted,
they talk about getting rid of me
Hello, i'm right here,
living, Breathing, Preparing for my unjust termination.

Trapped in something i cannot get out of,
Killed by whats keeping me alive,
My Mum.

Steve Kimberley

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