Hush BabyThis hurts, my heart cant take anymore of this. My hands shaking as I run my hands through blonde mussed up hair, this isnt fair. His fevered body, coated in a thin film of sweat, his agonising screams. His tiny arms reaching out in front of him looking for comfort. His eyes clouded in pain, the seal on his tiny pink belly raised and angry like fresh burn. His terrified expression mirrors mine. And no one will soothe his cries. They shrink back in fear of him. A new born child.Please dont die my son, please.Hot tears scorch down my cheek; I didnt even know I could still cry. I bend over his tiny fr
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