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Fatal Infancy
Written by Rayn ©2002
funny how we go from the womb to the tomb
from our infancy to our domb
the moment we are born we are dying
every moment of living we are trying
to step backwards fetally
curling up back into our infancy
When wounded we curl into a ball
Please...like you know of this pain at all
I wait Fetally fatal
waiting to death
death carry me from this navel
umbilical; a chord to mother
Funny how we grow to death
exhausting our lungs of every breath
We are all born to die
I'm fatally fetal and high
I swallowed too many seeds
Wallowed back to the womb to bleed
Battles bruised and broken us all
I slip into the abyss to learn how to crawl
I wait fetally fatal
waiting for a breath
i come back to me unstable
It's critical; waiting to die another
Fallen...fallen....fallen
to begin...to begin...again
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