Trembling
As general descritions
Open the age old wound
Between my legs
And the realization sets in
That when you open the skin
Blood always flows out
Nothing as it seems
And there is meaning
In all the trivialities
And I'm wondering
Just how deep
The rabbit hole really goes
Because my blood
Is tainted and poisonous
And its no wonder
A river flows through my veins
And out
My body sought to free itself
Long before I ever knew
I was dying
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