A heart’s claming beats
Puts babies to sleep
A victim’s rapid pulse
Draws it’s predictor oh so close
Your blood pulsing against you veins of pride
Against your skin of protection
Against the knife of death
Your blood calming blue inside
But venom red outside
Total opposite of your personality…
So feed your darling baby your blood
And it will never know…
Pain of pride
Fear of no protection
Loss of someone by a knife
Only love is what shields your child from hell
Your blood..
For your baby…
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