The pregnancy was the ectopic kind.
The baby could not move around. Thus poor Mary was blind to what would lay before her or on top of her so soon. She went into the hospital as full as a balloon.
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They put her under to find out. The room was bright with lamps. Mary Decker was in shock.
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Such different poems and each with a unique quality. Whereas Couples in Shock was wonderfully plotted — so structured it was almost the setting for a script and stage performance. Thank you for both. I enjoyed these 2 diverse pieces — though both share a wonderful rhyme and cadence and are cleverly sketched.
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The first poem is nice. But for me the second was even better.
A Story for Couples in Shock
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Turn Off The Lights Sep You broke my wings You dragged me down With every word you let me down Nearly touching the ground I knew what I had to do Escape from you Yet I kept listening to your lies Staring death right in the eye You dropped me down a cliff Down in the water I couldn't breathe Still under deep water I try to find my way out of the dark On the edge of the cliff I imagine You watched me fall with a smirk I can still see the smile on your face It was my turn to fly But you cut out my wings and threw me down Give me back my freedom I've been drowning for too long, Release me now I would do anything to swim back out.
A year ago I found my way back out.
Tonight I found this poem and realized how far I have come. You didn't destroy me. Daisy Marrow Oct Where are your wings now? How can they save you now? Left alone, barely able to stand on your own two feet. You walk a thousand miles down a dirt road finding hunger along the way.
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You drink a gallon of water for the first time so everything in the world stops and leaves you breathless. You can't believe the feeling of pain and dwell in sorrow over something, you can't control. You set the world on fire but never knew how to use a match.