Bleeding.

I have screaming women calling from my Womb,

Thrashing against my Ovaries,

I am silenced, shut down,

Whilst they throw a parade inside of Me,

The core of Me,

Sliced, cut Up,

Endometrium shedding

Bleeding, I am.

Engorged from Pain,

They are moving through Me,

Carrying their Stories in semen,

Singing their sadness into my nerves,

Discharge, I am releasing for them,

Transmuting horror,

Whilst I Process Their Histories.

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and god knows how the pink parts of me, the parts that make up my skin. The epithelial layer of

In everytime Lifetime,you will Find meyou said to me, the last time, so I will wait,whilst I turn myself into