(6-02-03)
How wonderful for you
It must have been
To know you took my sex away
Again
As you defiled
My holy church
And grinned your Demon grin.
Ok, you win.
I hope whatever prize you sought
Makes up for your
Imagined wounds
And troubled thoughts
And leaves you with a sense of
Some importance.
There is nothing left for you to take,
No other way to hurt
But I have something yet to sacrifice.
My very life and liberty
I can choose to give
Not to you,
But for me.
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