Unborn
If I cant compete
Why cant I retire,
Surrender defeat,
And die in the fire?
Dose she ever think
Anything of
What it'd be like to be
Painlessly loved?
I realize my lies hurt.
Forgiving, she tries first
To breath in the ash, dirt,
And smoke from the air
through her shirt.
I know she dose but,
I'd hate to say that
I like the abuse.
Your mom has your dad
At the end of his fuse.
There is not much use
For this extended death.
Your mom and your dad
Have just one thing left to live for.
Baby.
I cannot forget your,
Still waiting inside her
For the smoke to clear.
Can we all get out of here
together to be a family
unhappy?
Unborn baby, maybe
you'd be better off without me.
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Dad dies in this fire.
It dosn't matter.
Dad is a liar.
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