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I'm new here. this is the first thing I've posted.

16 Years Ago


Abortive (Yellow wine)
I was born into a corner,
aborted in a basket,
built an iron spine from plastic,
built a form from only absence.

Was God 'til I felt pain.
Cried like rain until I rusted.
Betrayed all that I trusted.
Destination: self destruct.

scratched my skin to feel the soul inside it.
aggressive possessor,
drank the piss of my oppressors and survived it

 - By Justin Stage