Softcore Anatomy
Within the cage, that which surrounds the core
There is much to behold
Muscles, ire, veins, blood
And one eternal liver
Selfishly withholding a wisdom that very few reach
Burrowed there, betwixt skin and bone,
Like an aesthetic for solely the inquisitive to admire
Worldly standards hold no weight to that which is concealed in the flesh
It is a flowing existence with no true shape or form
Yet the beauty in it is generous in kind
As blood is something we all possess
Still, it strikes a desolate fear in the hearts of us all
But those born of a much stronger seed embrace the warmth of this life bearing crimson
They show their appreciation with the blow of a dull blade
And a grin that exceeds past the teeth
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Ana Wa | Year Posted 2024
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