Her glass did drop, shattering on the floor.
She stood back gasping, scared out of her mind.
Who was this man that just came through her door?
She turned to run, but he was close behind.
She was in shock when she felt his sharp knife
delving into her belly, so much pain.
She was with child, but now she has no life,
Why did he do this? For personal gain.
Before her eyes closed in that one last blink
she recognized his face, she knew this man.
She began to observe and started to think
that he came to end all he had began.
He was the father of her little one...
...the infant, the unborn, her "never son".














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