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Crucifixions Of Today

The cleanest dirt of life,
Reflects off that blade,
The purest form of emotion,
Is the blood that coats it,

The cross on the handle,
Does it show salvation?
Or does it show sacrifice?
Either way, it gives me both,

Left victim to myself,
I can sit now and stare at the ecstasy,
I have formed,
As dry tissues scrape the blood from the wound,

This licks the muddy drains,
Of what happens in this world,
A taste that can be appreciated,
Only by those already coated in muck,

That glint is a sign of terror for many,
But it is my only sign of hope…

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