It's too little
too late to fuss
You played a game
based on pure
lust
You gave up your
life when you saw
two pink lines on
the stick of fate
Now what?
Don't kill it
The
regret might kill
you
You will end up
missing the baby
you never knew
Don't try to keep
your image
swallow
your pride
In my book Abortion
is always Homicide