Couldn't find where to rub myself
I didn't want to close my eyes
I would scream just to shake myself
Just to wake myself inside

Broken into human parts I was sheltered by his chin
Lives spent in wet cement underneath his skin

Still on my neck the breath of the dead
Even

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