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The sterilized scalpel glistens in the light

Plasma issues forth as it plunges into my skin

Slicing the meat, I gleefully smile

Covering my body with carefully made incisions

The epidermis snaps back to make way for a gaping hole

Osseous tissue revealed as sanguinary fluid flows

My stomach painfully contracts as I regurgitate

Glazing my exposed dermis with acidic vomitate

Defecation in hand

Clutching moist feces

Stuffing the shit

In my freshly made slits

Splashing about, basted in blood

Avulsed flesh drips from my lacerations

My fetish is fed, to skillfully rend

Sublime pain, masochistic satisfaction

Blood drenched stool lines my wounds

The odor of decaying discharge looms

The fecalith acts as my suture

My cuts erupt in gangrenous sores