StingRay

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There's a stingray
In my ribcage
Where its tail goes down my spine
Its fins bloom in my scalp
And its barb hooked in my heart

My chest feels tight and empty
Yet stuffed with salty guck
I just want to leave
This beast in me
In the water that it spawned from

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