April 12, 2009, 10:45:45 AM
A poem by Lillie:
I was not born in your heart
I did not spring from your brain.
Your reasoning stinks like a fart
My existance, you don't need to explain.
I already have a mom
She's the one from whose uterus I came.
I am NOT a "gift from god"
Nor was I put here to heal your pain.
Please stop the Jesus gibberish
and the "meant to be" refrain.
I am not here to heal you
I am dealing with my own kind of pain.
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