Flesh Vessel

It is strange to think that
From the moment they cut me open
You will not be mine.

I am a floating, bloating vessel
Carrying goods I did not produce
To safer shores I will never know.

These chemicals they fool my body into
Loving the parasite you are
But no pill can make me love you less.

I am afraid when I reach the shore
And they take you from me, bloating no more
I will dig into my flesh and bones, to find

I have and will always carry you inside.

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