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Torn from the Womb (Mommy Dearest)

Mommy dearest tried with persistence.
And it happened.
And It did not ask for existence.
It did not ask to be made psychotic, with a sane resistance.
Released by a withering rose -
A dark soul,
In the form of disabled bones and toothless smiles.

sick and dropped from the cradle by broken boughs,
mommy somehow bore life to a half dead child.

She nurtured a growth of insanity,
a twisted mentality..
She mothered a tiny corpse of putridness
and fed it stupid lullabies...

It itched with a flame of hells friction.
It came into the world aching, kneeling to deaths diction...

...torn from the womb.

With smuged windows that kept on-lookers out of the mind and soul
in an ugly infants disguise ...

Mommy should have stuck a pitch fork in it's fucking eyes
Should of let it bleed,
stood back and watched it cry.
Should of put it six feet down,
Let it lie.

Because Mommy dearest
that baby was born to die.

Mommy dearest,
I was born torn
And born to die.
Written by DollHardcore (doll)
Published | Edited 19th Feb 2013
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