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FAYE Yes Faye was a miracle; I call her my little angel because she died on October 3rd 1973. Silent Scream Oh, god where’s it coming from? / Thru’ fingers like dry sand. / I know I haven’t cut myself / but there’s blood upon my hand. photo boxes and red leather shoes your entire life / reduced down to small flashes / kept in a box Axel The gold in your hair / Is only a hint of the wealth I have in my heart / Because of you / And when the wind blows through it / It’s as if … Where? Where is, my baby? / What have, I done? / Conceived too young, / So now it’s gone. / A boy or a girl / I will never know. The Numb After Rantings of Grief Heartbroken …some wounds never heal Ashes Mary stayed home the day I picked up our daughter’s ashes from the funeral home. I dressed slowly that morning, carefully pulling my jeans … One Night Stand. NSFW Chew, Baby, Chew The gum that holds us together is getting old; / The flavor is lacking, the spring is slacking, / And as it begins to tear, we begin to st… Angel Baby I saw your heart beating, your tiny arms and legs. / Just days before, the rivers of red bled. Baby boy Curled up in the back / She avoids the questions and stares / All they do are remind her / Of thats not right there Charlotte maitland-cullen Tiny limbs flaring; flciking. / Sweet voice of no words. / Cotton dustings of blond; / toothless innocence. The Loss Of A Baby! My Sympathy, / goes out….. / to you both. / In this moment, / of sadness. / And sorrow. / Nothing can replace, / the loss of a baby. … BABY’S LAST KICK. Had that been the baby’s last kick? / She wonders looking back now at / The photograph Tommy took, with / Her standing by the bed with h… To Remember. She wanted to remember / her baby as she was. / Not the last image / of paleness and cold flesh / and the white scrawl / wrapped loosely… HEART BREAK. There’s not a day goes by that a heart doesn’t get broken, her grandmother said. Lilly could hear the words; they battered at her ears like… UPON A DAY. Once upon a day / she would have kept it in / and have said nothing / about the loss of baby / and the way / he treated her / for losin… Stillborn is it lonely up there / all the stars are beautiful / and shining alongside you / I never knew you / but I feel your force around me / like…

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