angelstorm's blog: " poem about abortion"

I'M SORRY I'M SORRY THAT I HURT YOU, I'M SORRY THAT YOUR SAD, I'M SORRY YOU SET OUR LOVE ASIDE, WITH LOVE COMES CERTIAN RULES, THAT EVERYONE MUST ABIDE, I'M SORRY THAT I WASNT THERE, WHEN YOU TURNED OUT THE LIGHTS, GOD ONLY KNOW HOW MUCH I MISS YOU, EACH AND EVERY NIGHT, MY LOVE FOR YOU IS HONEST, MY HEART IS OPEN WIDE, IN MY HEART YOU WILL ALWAYS BE, ILL CARRY IT WITH PRIDE, I'M SORRY FOR ALL THE THINGS I DID, AND FOR THE THINGS I'M NOT I'M SORRY FOR THE THINGS I SAID, TO PUT YOU ON THE SPOT, I'M SORRY FOR MY ACTIONS, BUT MY INTENT WAS TRUE, I'M SORRY FOR ALOT OF THINGS, BUT NOT FOR.....LOVING YOU! I'LL NEVER SAY,"I'M SORRY." WHEN IT COMES TO YOU, BECAUSE SORRY ISN'T, A WORD YOU USE, IF YOUR LOVE IS TRUE... SO NO I'M NOT SORRY FOR SAYING, "I LOVE YOU"

ABORTION IT'S EARLY YET, THE MONTH IS ONE, THOUGH YOU CAN'T SEE ME, I'VE JUST BEGUN. I'M SO SMALL I DON'T HAVE TO HIDE. IM JUST A SEED GROWING INSIDE, FOUR WEEKS LATER, THE MONTH IS TWO, I'M STILL SMALL BUT A PART OF YOU. MOMMY YOU'LL LOVE ME JUST WAIT AND SEE, YOU'LL BE SO VERY PROUD OF ME. TIME HAS PAST: THE MONTH IS THREE, NOW I'M SOMEONE YOU CAN SEE. MY HAIR IS BLACK,MY EYES ARE BROWN, AND I PROMISE YOU'LL LOVE HAVING ME AROUND, NOW I'M GONE, THE MONTH IS FIVE, MOMMY KILLED ME,I'M NO LONGER ALIVE. ABORTION IS THE NAME THEY GIVE IT. I'VE GOT A NEW HOME, THE MONTH IS SEVEN. MOMMY KILLED ME, NOW I'M IN HEAVEN. I WAS BEAUTIFUL, BUT NOW I'M GONE, I DON'T SEE HOW MOMMY JUST CARRIES ON. IF I WAS AROUND THE MONTH WOULD BE EIGHT, I KNOW MOMMY WOULD LOVE ME, BUT NOW ITS TO LATE. GOOD-BYE MOMMY,THE MONTH IS NINE I COULD HAVE BEEN BORN AND DOING FINE ALTHOUGH I'M IN HEAVEN, I HAVE TO CRY, BECAUSE OF MOMMY I HAD TO DIE....