Make me shout out in pain Bleeding piece of dead flesh I dont bear your fetus inside me anymore Arent you feeling my uterine discharge? Or you pretend that you dont notice Clots of blood Which crawl of of the livid vagina As a tired chain of outcast orphans from the Burned down boarding school? Did you ever see the condition of total estrangement? Did you know outlaws? Eternal mourning, perpetual depression What for did you to necropolis And desecrated the chaste corpse? Your sperm spurted in the void Like fireworks on a Christmas night Having illuminated for a second the decadence of my existence Eyes were open, the seed didnt bear fruit The worms eat splinters of my broken heart Make me shout out in pain In the endless nightmarish pollution of oblivion The tears of my memory were stinking with repugnance for you
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