[ mommy can ]

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[ mommy can ]
mommy can
i slide down your legs
see me, breathe it's me, you
cannot ignore me
at all, no more that's
right I'm here,
right here, dripping down
in cunky pieces more than
a day at a time I'm
going so you will not have to
erase me from your matter.
.
.
bubbles and screams
and burps and poop
baby,
your daddy wanted you more
.
.
.
dead blood pooling
and down my thighs
do you? leave me? with no little feet
dead, my hands no longer clean but
you are as clean as the blood dripping down
.
.
.
my incomplete
organ
may not even beat the same
my incomplete thing
you see dripping dry out my body
.
.
.
leave us…
out my body
very, very crimson
every bit as dramatic as your mom.
© 6 mins ago, Ulfah    

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