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[title] => ''Disjecta Membra (Clone In Utero)...''
[time] => 2005-03-22 13:09:54
[hometext] => "I feel that though it is no longer accurate, this was written because I felt that the very life was being sucked from me, And it was like I was cradling something inside me that shouldn''t have been there..."
[bodytext] => In this formless void of primordial matter, I saunter between despair and deplore, And I have nothing left to offer, But your ravenous hunger craves for more. For the embryo in my stomache, Embedded in my womb, Leeches every ounce of attention and strength, Through and umbilical feeding tube. It lays derelict in utero, It is unwanted and is not mine, A vermian abscess of chaos, Ever taunting it derides. And the vascular incubater inside me, Turns to an asphalted aceldama, And I am devoid and used for, The nutrients sucked from my fragile placenta. Enswathe my gut to get rid of you, But this deviant foetus punches through. Disjecta Membra, Your lies etched on menstrual walls, Depraved parasite you have gone to far, Your wrong deeds burn through cerebral cells. Bitterly pungent you make my noxious, I writhe and vomit with morning sickness. I dilopidate but you are discarnate, How can you do this to me? I stand aghast, Which breath will be my last? This isn't how it's meant to be. I feel your kick in the pits of my vault, A devilish emotional torment, Diabolical vermin my heart won't last long, When you're drawing life directly from it. I am augish as your poison disperses, And as always bright green are your eyes, On this anit natal portrait I finally see, That your every word was evangelized. Enswathe my gut to get rid of you, But this deviant foetus punches through. Disjecta Membra, Your lies etched on menstrual walls, Depraved parasite you have gone to far, Your wrong deeds burn through cerebral cells. Disjecta Membra, You want me to be alone, Vile carrion now I see, That you are just a clone, (A Cheap immitation of something you will never own). So release your volatile aldehydes, Polute my bloodstream with their suffocating smell, Brand my skin with your corrosive bull****, Because i'm going to abort you staright to hell. (c) Bethanie Martell, 19th March 2005. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 39 [informant] => xMizeriex [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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