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We are pregnant; with a passon, with a emotion, with a yearn...
Here comes our mood swings and this craving for each other, it burns.
and it hurts us not to be together amongest other things.
You egnore me and i egnore you we take turns.
This kicking inside makes us remember our click.
Waiting for the time we each have, to come to pass.
and the ambilical cord to show wide and thick.
In birth, of our relationship to come to life at last.
The labour of pain and waiting and the apsents of patiants.
Has to end when the baby of our love open its eye's and lives.
We are pregnant,
You and me,
We are pregnant,
Dont you agree.
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