You were my sister, you were also my first kill, more a catastrophe than a deliberate act of will, one half of a fruitful womb, half of flesh and bone, on emptiness that follows me in a life I lead alone, you're my sister, my continual ordeal, no sleep in sixteen years, this hurt can never heal, one half of a fruitful womb, half of flesh and bone, an emptiness that follows me in a life I lead alone, so sure I'll never become whole, severed Siamese soul and I'm so scared of my meanderings and indifference, silent sister, pure serenity and grace, haunting accusations in every female face, one half of a fruitful womb, half of flesh and bone an emptiness that follows me in a life I lead alone, incomplete gestation, umbilical strangulation, rip apart this matted blood clot psycho patched up guilt trip shit, feel a need for cutting loose, from this carbon coloured karmic noose, break away from the shadow play and the torment of my mind, silent sister that's so easy to conceal, a twisted broken secret I cannot reveal, one half of a fruitful womb, one half of flesh and bone, an emptiness that follows me in a life I lead alone.
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