My Cyst
My breast is getting in the way of my thoughts today
Remember the time no one would lance the cyst
So I lanced it myself?
I am thinking now that may have been a mistake.
I reach for the carving knife.
It may be time for a secondary operation.
Surely this thing would not dare grow back a third time!
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