| Burning urge to conceive like animals blind in heat
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| But they’re human all the same copulation compulsion to breed, just anatomy and
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| instinct lust consumed but the product is a human life
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| A malicious maternal seed spewed forth in precarious birth from the womb into
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| the trash
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| Precious, twisting life, crawling on the filth of the dumpster floor
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| Only known to the mother in guilt, as she stumbles from the alley covered in
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| flies
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| With a ten mile stare dead to the world she never gave one fuck for the child
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| inside… none
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| Sucks the crack pipe in shame just to forget
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| Yet with another hit, she’s on the streets again
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| In another life she once had hope
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| But that went down the drain
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| Along with her pride
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| Nurses habitually resigned
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| Tossing the carcass, in the waste bin death legally designed?
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| Or fixing the future with quick extraction?
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| Conceived and thrown away from womb into the waste
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| Human trash, putrid, the bodies overrun
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| Aborted removal, with cold precision
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| Tools specifically designed forcing fetal termination
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| Blind the morally enraged
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| Bomb the clinic into oblivion
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| Kill the killer they will say
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| Justice through murder goes both ways
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| Conceived and thrown away from womb into the waste
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| One more girl, mortified
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| Never knew what was growing within
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| Obese, diseased, down on her knees she gave birth on the toilet seat
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| Insert anesthetize
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| Late term feticide
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| Orphan spawned from rape
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| Short lived, half a face
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| Crackhead whore for host
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| Hatching living ghosts
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| Pregnant, drunk and high
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| It was no surprise, when she left it there to die
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| One more girl who could never conceive
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| Psychopath, maternity-mad
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| Took a steel bat to her mother’s head, hacked her up and took the baby out
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| One more girl, six months in, takes a hanger and a bottle of pills
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| The pro-life priest has nothing to say as the embryo’s scraped away
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| Straight into the trash with the unborn offspring, generations dead in time,
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| progeny unwanted
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| Dead flesh pile a mass of cells, 10 more bags and the landfill swells
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| Ripened mass fetal decay, no one cares were they human anyway? |