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Though daylight unseen, your child had life.
Tis the sorrow of death that cuts like a knife.
by katie marie 27 lines, 8 comments, on Oct 11 3:54 PM. In Miscarriage, loss, pain, death, children, mothers, weeping -
She holds on to something sharp in her hands Not the harmful metal toy we all know so wellby Anothersoul 20 lines, on Jul 4 6:50 AM 2008. In Anorexia, pain, weeping, willow, girl, anothersoul, decido, hunger
