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metamorphosis I: crawling, slipping, failing

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Waking up, my claws in blood Reminding me of each attempt To escape this hell Or at least climb up the wall High enough to hang from it Upside down from the ceiling Maybe then I would be healing Or at least stop all these feelings But I fell Wall's to soft I'm slipping off of Everything that I try To touch Or love Try to touch Or hold or love How can it be It's me who feels to weak When it's me that now makes Everything seem so fragile That I touch Or hold or desire Touch Or hold Or desire Can't control My desire For violence These claws used to be hands Willing and able to gently touch Willing and to hold and love so much Used to be so soft but Not strong enough to Carry myself I don't think you can Keep holding me I don't think you can Don't carry me I don't think you can Keep holding me, holding me No I don't think you can Don't carry me, carry me No No I don't think you can Please bury me, bury me No I don't think you can Please bury me, bury me No