An Abortion

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I am not here, and I am not over there,

I am not lost but who would have ever found?

The pictures don't lie, they tell this tale of a little girl I never knew.

I wasn't belonging and still I am not a part.

I am not an orphan but abandoned just the same.

I wanted to belong to you, sweet lady,
I wanted to be your little girl, your baby, your same.

I needed you brother and sister and yet I wasn't allowed to pick your lock.

Your doors I have never entered,
I cannot now approach to knock.

I wonder now if I ever lived on your block.

I am not here, and I am not over there,

I am not lost but no one would ever want found,

The pictures don't lie, they tell the tale of a little girl I never knew,

A little girl who wasn't belonging, a little girl who never grew,

I was not the orphan, your mom abandoned, rather she didn't claim.

I wanted to belong to her, sweet lady.
I wanted her to know this little girl's remains.

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