• Vol. 05
  • Chapter 07
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the choice

carve out the belly, the womb with a bloody blade
rename yourself the ripper
bleeding every month
day after day, staining towels for this is the price
of rags to riches
as if a babe in the arms is a tender bird to which every woman
desires aspires
but this is nothing yet
another backstabbing she-bitched two-faced lie
some women just like to fuck
it's as simple and clean as that