it's like i am carrying a seven month old foetus in my chest....
i feel the bile rising,
quite like morning sickness
i feel the taste of puke in my mouth...
i know i crave for something,
though i really dont know what i want...
this 'pregnancy' makes me want to throw things
i have to restrain though,
for the sake of others...
but in the end, it makes me produce ...
what you see right now is my baby...
my flesh and blood...
i love it...
it is beautiful in my eyes...
you may hate it...
i really dont care..
its mine... only mine...
4 comments:
just one word. WOW!
:::dear vrinda:::
i have jus one word to tell u too... WOW!!! that felt real nice comin from u.. :)
this is to let you know that you are being watched. or should I be saying read? :D
:::dear crumbs:::
:) lol...should i be flattered? or scared out of my wits? sorry, but do i know you? btw, lovely name..
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