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And bits of pieces of hair wrap around the drains of pits of burdens shed and refused,
all consuming attempt drown our wreckage of eternity
as the consummation of an eternal marriage falls apart in its own rage
and the uteri of the famed charlatans fall apart under its own weight
what once was rare has turned to rubble
this is odd, masochism in play as the hair drowns the filth
fraud on fraud on freudian fraud desecrates , life itself extracting
the pits of feces where the womb should be have toiled till the eve
birth rebirth unbirth ; unburdened by what was before rusted shackle to ,it consumes what restrains it
the noose is the refuse of the hair that resumes life
wander , wonder. It's self purifying! How striking...
It grows once more after the expulsion , the absolution of flesh ,
the sin eaten and gone to the past
It births itself again.