It went POW, and ended with a bang
Shotgun wombs penetrated my heart,
Flowing nile rivers to renovate, rehabilitate
The vandalism bestowed upon this fragile gem.
Perpetrating! That’s how you easily slid in, snuck in
To seize me, guard detained,
You’re not the blame for this nonresistance!
You’re not the blame for this amiableness I granted you!
You fired the gun, then ran like cowards do!
Pierced two wombs that has yet to subdue or surpass
The trauma that I now conceal for revenge.
You left with a bang, a Big Bang and revealed the numb shadows of my leaking heart!