How cruel this is--
This pregnancy thing.
Wait for nine (ten) months
Just to see your face,
But you can stomp on my bladder
And bruise my ribs
All you want to.
Only one month left.
Then I meet my love
And the culprit--
You, who occupy everything
About my existence.
Best friend,
Most worthy opponent.
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Eight months pregnant. GEEZ.
A contest entry
- Waiting... by bat-bogey.
475 points, ended September 8, 2007, 14 entries
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lucky you. You only have 1 more month to wait. I just found out, two weeks ago, that my brothers girlfriend is going to be having a baby. So I know how this is..but not exactly. Just the waiting part. Not the baby being inside of me part.
i wish you luck with your newborn!
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