You will eat yourself to the point,
That nothing is left but bones,
And then you long for flesh,
That is long gone,
And you may be given the flesh again,
And you may be given the veins,
But you will eat up yourself again,
To the point that nothing is left but bones,
And then you will ask for flesh,
And this time, you will be given even more,
And then, you will eat it too
Until only the bones are left,
Because your hunger is insatiable,
Because it's the blood you yearn for,
So much so that you will eat yourself,
Until nothing is left but bones.
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