Piedade D'Souza

She stripped it and ripped apart,
Conventions that compelled her heart.
Fell on the face and rose in pain,
broke her back but didn't bend
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Lord,
I sleep while you gaze,
I breathe while you blow,
I fly while you be my wings.
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He makes me feel unwonted
Drapes me in his love
In which I feel annointed
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The barm of the Beer,
The petrichor of the rain,
Produced in me the vocables
To forget all my pain
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She sat at her doorstep staring at the road
Thinking of her loved ones that left her alone
Sorrows piercing her heart like the double edged sword
Hoping for love in their hearts to be grown
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