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In that synagogue That was my home, I buried myself Like pieces of Rome Forgotten by many But mostly myself, They made me Put my heart on a shelf When they strip you of yourself, And tear you down, For the sake of "growth" And the sacred ground To expand their nation or self-hating Fools And continue their selfish dialogue Of riches and jewels
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Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 4:01 AM UTC
Chosen? Broken
In that synagogue That was my home, I buried myself Like pieces of Rome Forgotten by many But mostly myself, They made me Put my heart on a shelf When they strip you of yourself, And tear you down, For the sake of "growth" And the sacred ground To expand their nation or self-hating Fools And continue their selfish dialogue Of riches and jewels
I'm an ethnic jew who left the faith due to indoctrination issues.
Karthage
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Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 4:01 AM UTC
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