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To continue the species

Redundant sexless girl Unable to fulfill your biological purpose The species will not continue - Not from your loins. Your womb is dried up The monthly cleanse broken Interrupted Your ovaries cry out- *The rain does not come The rain does not come The rain does not come* To wash away the old Prepare for the Coiling, growing, emerging The innocence to be birthed And spoiled by this world's evil. Redundant sexless girl Drained of life-giving blood Drained of nurturing power Drained of womanhood Redundant sexless girl Barren girl What use have you? What purpose? What right have you to still walk this most fertile Earth?
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Written by
TuesdayPixie
New Zealander
Published
Feb 27, 2015
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Notes

My friend was diagnosed with poly-cystic ovaries, this is something of what was going through her mind. Though, I do think this really applies to our society's general attitude towards elderly people too.

The title was kind of a play on the movies and books which require people to mate for the continuation of the human species. I'm not sure if it really works but it's all I can think of right now haha.

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#barren#womanhood#infertile#redundant#menopause#poly-cystic
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