I was afraid to grow so fast so soon, I was filled with fear
I was afraid to be a father, too afraid to be there
I know my words are meaningless now, too late to turn back time
And until my due dying days in guilt I'll live with this crime
My three lost seeds, my three angels, please tell me what have I done?
The chance to give you three the chance to live on earth has now gone
For you, to watch you grow and see your faces, breathe in the air
The atmosphere of this evil world, be a father who cares
To take the lives of three beings that haven't entered this world
To make a decision so selfish, deep inside anger boiled
For me, myself and I alone for what I've done with my pearls
And till this day I face depression 'cause my head's in a twirl
Into an ocean of confusion I subconsciously wade
I know you probably won't forgive me for the choices I made
But know that I would give my all to change the words that I said
The painful words uttered to her, alone she lay on the bed
The tears your mother shed were like acid that burned through my skin
I tried to show no emotions, her eyes showed I'm torturing
Her deep inside because she never wanted to give you up
And I know as I threatened to leave she was hoping I'd stop
Your mother acted on my choice of words, I take all the blame
And for the decision we made I hang my head here in shame
I'm sorry for the pain I have caused you all, my unborn kids
I'm sorry that I made your mother lose our angels, our seeds
Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)
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powerful stuff.hope ur ok
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