Brutal murders in Muslim countries
But we murder (abort) babies because it is LEGAL
Tight. Dark. Water is covered in the area...
A heart breaking story after a cruel abortion!
Performed in sickening conditions
Written with pain and regret
Your womb has been my became. Our shared is often not enough. But I don't know. I feel it still the safest place in the world. The Kalingang giving it the I served nutrition. The proteksiyong pinagkakaloob its served as I can feel your love. Thing I thought is true.
The days passed, I gradually feel the pagsikip of the area. Maybe because I'm growing up. Or maybe because I feel that you don't want me to be here. Instead of vitamins are white tablets you drink every day. Every sips of a piece of this the me. Your anger and sorrow. How many hours after you drink these little white tablets I gradually feel the pain. My skin feels off. I seem to have burned my bones, as my flesh is iniipit, like my neck like. My breathing is speeding. My heart is beating fast. It hurts. Migraine. But there is no more hurt when I know you regret to have formed one like me. Pain that cannot describe a word. Pain without similar. Pain that in my hope to be your sister. Only painful tears that I can reply. With me you hope huhugot and hope to get up.
I want you to know that I forced to fight to live - even if you don't want. My head is tough. Do you blame me if i want to see your face, your eyes look at me, your sweet smile. Do you blame me if i just want to feel your lips on my forehead before sleeping at night. I dream to call you "mom". I dream of hearing that two ears. I dream to feel apart from the inside of your stomach there is still a safe place in the world - in your arm. I forced to fight to love you. I want you to feel that. I hope you gave me a chance.
Along with the growth of your stomach is the growth of anger in your heart. However, I still chose to listen to each pulse even though I just hear. It would be nice to know that sometimes our heart is nagsabay even when we are different.
One day, while I suddenly counts our heart's pulse and suddenly there is something to hurt in my chest. I don't know you've been drinking a white pill. My heart beats accelerate. Very fast. Up to gently slows down. Take two more. It's down. Slightly stops. There is a few pieces of tablets even without water. I love you. I cried in the pain. Red tears come out of my eye. It has been getting weaker with a quick heartbeat. It's down. Missing. Lost.
Where is the sky inay ?
They say babies they say are angels from heaven. I never thought I will return right away.
Will we see each other?
I hope. - MJ
of the brutal beheadings in Muslim countries
However we brutally murder babies because it is LEGAL
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Murder is murder