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Rape in my Head II
Flesh getting weak on the meat hung, past and before me on this wallnut tree, I feel like an abortion unwanted and unneeded, just let me hang here while I cant breathe, I HATE IT, I NEED IT, but I start to see the flare in your eye, as if I was looking into cyanide, your awful to me, I think you need to die, but I would hate it, If I did not die beside you. Now I start to ache, as my skin starts to propogate maggots, they feed on me like you did, how was that one woman who got taken to shed, is she dead, is she a playtoy, did you put bleach in her head to make her as complacent as can be. I feel im on the fringes of death, you are cancer to me.
