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It's A Membrane!
It's Purple, and flesh
Incaves like black holes,
Translucent,
It has been covered in red veins
RED! VEINS! RED VEINS!
Red Veins constrict movement
They are not to carry, they are to constrict
It cannot move freely
Physical restraint
The black holes bleed out
RED! VEINS! RED VEINS!
Was this all for nothing?
Will it not be given a chance?
It serves no good here
Not anywhere
It cannot think
We cannot think for it
they cannot think for us
FETUS! FETUS! FETUS!
Now it is still
It does not breath, It starves
No strength to break away
Away from the veins
No chance will be given
You will not see light
FETUS! FETUS! FETUS!
FEED US! FEED US! FEED US!