It bugs me so much
It trembles my rocks
It chokes me to death
It breaks my locks
I am broken in
I am exposed
naked burried in the
heap of rotten meat
Can you give me the clothes I need
Can you weed my garden tidy
Can you kill those nagging rats
Can you loosen up these tight ropes
I want to ram myself inside your bones
I have to drink your blood, breathe your breath
Resurrect me!
Glorify me!
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