Terminated

Terminated

Formed in the twinkling of an eye
But doomed, never to see the sky
Or to run in the grass, and to feel the wind in my face
Nor to be part of the human race
Never to know a mothers love, or to hold her hand
Never to play on the beach, in the sand
Unable to feel the rain in my hair
To skip, and jump, and play without a care
Never to fall asleep on my fathers lap
Or to be disciplined by his loving slap
Alas, all of these things are not to be
For I was just flushed down the drain, and out to sea
The only reason why I was damned
Was because I was never a part of her plan.

~Tango~

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