I am now the old blame
There is no more ale
There is no more pain.
The path he takes up there
A bar of organs
Internal flesh questions.
*** I did this using automatic writing technique with eyes closed. My little sister came up with some of the first stanza. The first stanza was scribbles at first. We came up with:
I am the
El blahe
m cd ale
a pain.
And tried again for:
I am the
G L blame
No and ale
O pale.
I then re-wrote it to what it is now and did some automatic writing to get the second stanza.
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