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mama please don't be mad at me
Rock of ages,
let me hide myself in thee from this sin.
I'm sorry Mamma
Can you remember anything at all?
Speak child.
All i remember
is,
Tubes,
tables
white washed windows,
grime
from age wiped over once.
Eyes
crawling up on me,
eyes
rolling in my thighs.
Metal horses
gnawing.
My
womb
dead.
Get off of me. Alla this blood, bones
shattered like soft ice-cream cones.
I couldn't have her looking at me pregnant.
I couldn't have my
friends see this dying, dangling 'tween my legs.
So I didn't say a thing
not a sigh
or a fast scream, to get those eyes offa me.
Get them steel rods outta me
this hurts,
this hurts me
and nobody came.
Cause nobody knew
once
I was
pregnant
and ashamed
of myself.