“Words are my weapons
Words console, comfort and calm me when all else fails me
♥ Wrong Truth
"Like a pomegranate making love to a cactus tree
He will bleed your heart dry like the Sahara desert" she said
Not realizing I already bled all my fears and reservations
Monthly with my womanly cycle.
And now I am pregnant
Nursing the very thought of him between my forbearing breasts.
So friend, foe
Mother, child
Please refrain from aborting my love
With your callous words.
xoxo
MzMagan
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