murderer
I love how our scars shine together;
cold skin,
stale sick;
a broken mother.
Clotted flesh runs down her thighs
her limbs
lay dead;
she wants to die.
I love how our scars shine together;
cold skin,
stale sick;
a broken mother.
Clotted flesh runs down her thighs
her limbs
lay dead;
she wants to die.
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Abortion is a hard sin to forgive oneself for. But you know there is forgiveness and love in Jesus. May God bless you! In-Christ’s Love, matty
graphic and brutal yet i read/‘see’ compassion