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Nov 2014
Sweet Mother Mary
Please throw me away
Heaven takes a toll
and I cannot pay

Sweet Mother Mary
Take me to your sky
Fill me with goodness
Then leave me to die

And what is this red
that stains my hands?
Will you cleanse me
and then leave me be?

Sweet Mother Mary
Keep me outside your heart
Reduce you to nothing
and pass away vicariously through me

I wear this mask
to see the world
Take in what I want
and then nothing more

Sweet Mother Mary
Knees covered in swollen stings
Please pray for them
Please

Oh, Mother we are not holy when we are here

Am I a part of this?
Tell me where to go

You have birthed the world
and you must end your creation
or give me a gun to stop myself

My skin peels back
Sooner forgetting later
Joe Satkowski
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Joe Satkowski  United States
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