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He Who Is the Child

The cold cry Of a lost child Seeking love Found in his mother He whom is unable to translate As an adult Unrealized that he to must provide For in her womb was not where he resided Mistaken for the vagina in which he slid in and out of Assuming it was the same He felt entitled Never giving his Love Remaining unclaimed

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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