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A Beating Thing



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Wed Jan 18, 2012 2:52 am
Picklesole says...



Spoiler! :
Before you read it (or after) , just know that this is a mother talking about her newborn daughter. The rest you can figure out, sooo enjoy! :D




Since when have I last seen
The pulse of a heart so pristine?
I feel as if I've never heard
A beat like hers, so fast and new

She comes into the world unknowing
Of the grief and pain she must endure
And yet she clings to us so tight,
As is we won't cause her any strife

She's so pure and unfilthy,
It's a pity she was born into this family
We've no love, no stories to give her
But she's already brought us together

She's a miracle in everyway,
And it's likely I'll never forget
Everything she's done for us
Just by being there, learning her words
I know one day she'll use them
To change the world

When I listen to her heart
I hear it beat, beat, beat
And I wonder if she came here
From somewhere above

If I think about the chances
I've already been given
I know I must be careful
With my decisions

Because I've ruined love
So many times
And I don't think I can stand it
If I become her heart's bandit

She's my connection
To a world of affection
I've lost it, but never had it
Will she be my miraculous
Life changer,
Decision maker,
Love taker, in my life?
  








Homo sum, humani nihil a me alienum puto (I am a man, I don't consider anything human foreign to me)
— Terence