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She's there,
on the floor,
blood pooling around her,
creating a halo,
around her head,
there he is,
the barrer of her son,
battling her lover,
for full custody,
of the boy,
there she is,
claiming her love,
to one dead,
calling out,
'He's my son,
since she,
is mine',
he calls out,
'I'm the father,
he's MY biological son',
there she is,
in the ground,
rotting away,
while her 'lovers',
battle over HER son,
not theirs,
'hers',
she gave birth,
she,
is the one,
who owns the boy.