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Shade, sun, blood, cut -
it wasn't in that order
that God brought me to my knees,
but watching the black bareness
leech from the wounds on my skin..
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wednesday
when the purple rose to the surface
and acclimated itself
to the hue of her skin
and the rusted metal monster
collapsed high from its u..
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