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Pauline Morris Mar 2016
Here inside me again they grow
I thought I'd taught them where they couldn't go
Not surprisingly again I faild
And again this razor I will wield
Long thin wounds I do inflict
I hope tonight I get rid of it
When my bright crimson blood hits the floor
In my brain they'll bore no more

— The End —