Bare

She can conceive
But cannot carry
She wonders why
She ever married
She had the blessing
Threw it away
Clings to a dream
But now it's too late

In life
She broke the golden rule
To her it still isn't fair
Her broken heart's still so full
Her bleeding womb is bare

Her years are running so fast
She wonders if
Her time has passed
She wants it back
The way it once was
Now total love
Can never fill her up

In life
She broke the golden rule
To her it still isn't fair
Her broken heart's still so full
Her bleeding womb is bare

She mourns another life
Alone and cold she cries
In disbelief a second time
There's no relief in sight

In life
She broke the golden rule
To her it still isn't fair
Her broken heart's still so full
Her bleeding womb is bare
Her bleeding womb is bare
Her bleeding womb is bare
Her bleeding womb is bare

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