Abortions will not let you forget
Ill-conceived yet noble goals unmet
Should've could've would've beens
Rank among the deadly sins
Nostalgic wish a child inbred
Half-cocked ideas turn walking dead
Never-was equates unbirthed begets
Aborted dreams you can't forget
*First line courtesy of Gwendolyn Brooks' poem, "the mother"
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