If life had been fair

A stagnant existence fueled destiny!

The decision to have a child by him seems to have been overtook,

Whilst waiting still to hold a bond with a child I bore yet he had took.

Unto what avail shall I proclaim these empty days and Wilted nights?

These days of woe of past memories I shan’t overcome yet how they become me!

However, I am stifled more-so by his apathetic reason as to how I am just “simply over thoughtful”.

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My outcries of mournful dismays paralleled and outdone by his demeanor of chaste and tenacity,

My life could have had a meaning, I suppose,
If life had been fair.