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I'll be home to take you in my arms
i'll say it loud here beside your grave, those angels can never take my place
Created on 2005-02-19 12:53:05 (#6184444), last updated 2005-03-20
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| Name: | tiger_lily_05 |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 06-22 |
| Location: | Birmingham, Alabama, United States |
| Website: | Taylor Ashe Cantrell |
This is strictly my baby journal. Updates on my journey TTC. And when I do concieve, this will have my pregnancy updates and journey towards being a mother.
-Christy, 19
-Evan, 19
-B/S Taylor Ashe, 36 weeks, cord accident, June 22, 2004
-Retroverted uterus, possibly bicornuate/septate
-TTC since February 05


In my platforms
I hit the floor
fell face down
didn't help my brain out
then the baby came
before I found
the magic how
to keep her happy
I never was the fantasy
of what you want
wanted me to be
Don't judge me so harsh little girl
so you got a playboy mommy
but when you tell 'em my name
and you want to cross that
Bridge all on your own
little girl they'll do you no harm
'cause they know
Your playboy mommy
but when you tell 'em my name
from here to Birmingham I got a few friends
I never was there was there when it counts
I get my way
you're so like me
you seemed ashamed
ashamed that I was
a good friend of American soldiers
I'll say it loud here by your grave
those angels can't
ever take my place
somewhere where the orchids grow
I can't find those church bells
that played when you died
played Gloria
talkin 'bout
Hosanah
Don't judge me so harsh little girl,
Come home.
>>-* Playboy Mommy, Tori Amos *-<<
@>>--->------>--------
-Christy, 19
-Evan, 19
-B/S Taylor Ashe, 36 weeks, cord accident, June 22, 2004
-Retroverted uterus, possibly bicornuate/septate
-TTC since February 05


I hit the floor
fell face down
didn't help my brain out
then the baby came
before I found
the magic how
to keep her happy
I never was the fantasy
of what you want
wanted me to be
Don't judge me so harsh little girl
so you got a playboy mommy
but when you tell 'em my name
and you want to cross that
Bridge all on your own
little girl they'll do you no harm
'cause they know
Your playboy mommy
but when you tell 'em my name
from here to Birmingham I got a few friends
I never was there was there when it counts
I get my way
you're so like me
you seemed ashamed
ashamed that I was
a good friend of American soldiers
I'll say it loud here by your grave
those angels can't
ever take my place
somewhere where the orchids grow
I can't find those church bells
that played when you died
played Gloria
talkin 'bout
Hosanah
Don't judge me so harsh little girl,
Come home.
>>-* Playboy Mommy, Tori Amos *-<<
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