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 They'll never feel my heartbeat,
They'll never hear my voice
 They'll never see my face,
And that was all your choice
 They'll never get to hold me,
Or give me toys or clothes
 They'll never feed me a bottle,
Or play with my little toes
 They'll never change my diaper,
They'll never do my hair
 They'll never get to meet me,
Because I'll never be there
 They'll never play tag with me
Or laugh, tickle, and have fun
 They'll never sing Happy Birthday to me,
Because it will never come
 You first chose to make me,
Then took my life away
 But what did I do?
Why aren't I here today?
 I'll never get to see the world,
And the world will never meet me 
 No one will ever see me,
They'll never get to greet me
 They'll never get to teach me,
They'll never see me grow
 We'll never make memories,
Or have pictures to show
 We'll never share holidays,
Or have bar-b-ques and dance
 They'll never get to love me,
Because I never had a chance.  
Posted: 2006-06-10 04:03:58 UTC

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