boldly she tore herself open and
bravely allowed herself to be gutted
her blue bloody heart lay barely beating
yet this love does not wane
wreckless hearted child
with scarred soul and heartsick ness
quit busting her agates
she's gone into the dark
to find the missing light
there she rips off her bandages
to dance, dance like a motherflower
this is where she begins
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