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Paper-thin
"My name is Dr. Wilbur"
And with that my lights went to rest.
(Organs instinctively sing)
-Pulsating-red-blood-
this- shiny, silver, scalpel
razor sharp and cleaned Seven times;
Slices my skin
finger width below my breast.
Animal fat and blood-
for him- 'appetite arousal.'
Firmly he holds my chest,
I succumb to a feeling
referred imaginably, to an 'opposite birth.'
"Operation. Just fine!"
Pain, swells swollen pockets
(Too Tender to Touch)
Jaw locked and clenched 'too tight'
Throbbing tears desperately fail to calm the mind.
Happy now, we are for me.
My B is now a C!
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Paper-thin
"My name is Dr. Wilbur"
And with that my lights went to rest.
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-Pulsating-red-bloo d-
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