and when his tiny head emerged from hair and folds of skin i thought to myself if he only knew he would climb right back in i do now that my blushing bride has done what she was born to do it’s time to bury dreams and raise a son to live vicariously through the sperm swims for the egg the finger for the ring if i could take one back i know what it would be [[Category:Pedro the Lion]] [[Category:Christian_Indie_Rock]]

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