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Sorry, I didn't get that That big cross is distracting me I thought sacrifice was out of style Guess it made a comeback. Pretty bold style choices, I'd say. How's that working out for you? You got one hand holding the nails And the other holding the hammer I'd hate to say "Your hands are tied" But it's hard to stop myself I wonder what you did, That is so unforgivable So atrocious, That you'd choose this They should have a new slogan: Self-Crucifixion: The BEST solution!

Take a look at my stitches, baby They're healing up pretty nice Run your hand over every one Aren't they kind of - sort of - morbidly pretty? Raw and jagged They hardly hurt anymore I barely even notice them The worst part is over - The panic FLASH before a collision Metal crunching The first sound of glass cracking The shock and pain Sometimes before the blood and sometimes long after Unneven tears in flesh Pain so unfamiliar it does not register Cracking bones Muscles ripping FEAR Everything will fall apart Everything is out of place and out of control Sometimes you leave the worst of the wounds Untreated They don't seem that bad The second skin of hurt Muscles pressing into bones Cracks and creaks But then it gets infected From the inside out and upside down They ripped everything open again Rebroke bones and reset them right The bad cut out & the good sealed in I'll be scarred up something awful I bet But it doesn't worry me So go ahead, Take a look at my st

A favored enemy A dear friend worthy of hatred Both the jury declaring "Guilty" And the defense attorney Everything that is required Nothing that is needed With the knowing touch of a Mother Calming the worst of fears In the next moment striking without restraint Giving that which cannot be rightfully accepted Demanding that which cannot truthfully be given A poison of deception A disease

That your eyes may always Look into themselves Smiling at what is reflected That you never lower your head for any reason To anyone But face everything Chin up That you never change your insides Because of what's on the outside That you are never afraid Of any of your feelings But know that are fleeting That you remember you never have to carry Anything too heavy That you never withhold love Understanding and compassion That you take these things gratefully from others Filling your heart with them That you may quickly forget & easily forgive Any unkindness you may encounter But act and speak keeping in mind The weight it may place on others That the only stones you cast Are into the water That your mouth is etched with lines of laughter But never lines of worry That you accept the occurrence of injustice But never stop trying to fight them That you are grounded in reality But take frequent flight in fairy tales