Limbs

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You tear off an arm to give yourself a hand
Then glue it back on
Try to fix it with flimsy staples
Limb after limb
You bite and tear and scratch and shred
All to glue back
Staple back
Try putting them back in place
Im nothing but a torso
And a sad sack of beaten limbs

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