Translate   8 years ago

Inside the womb, It began to bloom. Spreading with no shame, Not allowing to be tame. Ravenous and resilient, Yet so brilliant. Next it chose the brain, Then came the pain. Sharp and cruel, Like a surgeons tool. It ripped through, And grew, and grew. Now I lay here, Waiting for the spear. The lights go out, And I have no doubt. He has come, So I can finally turn numb.

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