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[ SK ] A Raging After Birth
Not everything is a sin
nor is every boy
a drunken rapist forcing it in;
at the mercy of his bottled fist
---tongued tied, a Saint Sebastian
powerless to resist each penetration
embracing Devil's offspring inside
but ... you hardly tried
ain't that right, Mama?
You're the one who sinned
---by omission of the truth
you lied!
Cursing me with bloodbath fury
The faucet drips between these hips?
A natural facet of my clotted youth
you plotted to hide
Time has come for the curtain drop;
arms splayed wide for your final bow
All this drama ends tonight, Mama
It ends right here and now
My rage
Your sin
The only one under Heaven to blame
for keeping caged this red breasted robin
You sinned
I RAGED
Flipped into position by your own hand
my killswitch still engaged
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