The sky came falling down on me today,
your terms and definitions scrape the flesh.
Thorns in my plams.
The text that scars and keeps my faith so intact,
your terms and definitions burn holes through my naked back.
Slit my throat, slit my writs
and drive this nail straight through my throat.
These scars on my wrists are for you.
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