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the shepard dragged me to the pasture and i grazed until my teeth were stained he made a bed for me to lie in swaddled in the dirt and chains he makes me bleed and pray for mercy i am good, i stay on my knees i need guidance and discipline, a hole in my stomach, a sliver of release he comes to beat me and set me free forgotten, forgiven, for penance, for shame at stake and trembling in an endless need a swollen paper doll, needle in the hay
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Jul 14, 2015
Jul 14, 2015 at 3:00 AM UTC
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the shepard dragged me to the pasture and i grazed until my teeth were stained he made a bed for me to lie in swaddled in the dirt and chains he makes me bleed and pray for mercy i am good, i stay on my knees i need guidance and discipline, a hole in my stomach, a sliver of release he comes to beat me and set me free forgotten, forgiven, for penance, for shame at stake and trembling in an endless need a swollen paper doll, needle in the hay
rebecca-lawson
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Jul 14, 2015
Jul 14, 2015 at 3:00 AM UTC
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