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I, I wrote a poem
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on your porcelain white back
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and you, you cut the cord in me,
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and you, you wore the mask—
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painted red, with golden cross,
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and in your hands of glitter blue,
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you hold the knife that cuts the sun,
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the polished knife, it cuts me too.
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And I'm nailed onto your shadow,
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and I thank you for my birth,
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I hear your voice, like silver crystals,
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raining tears upon these words.
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And I, I remember
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I remember who you were.
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I saw you standing in the ruins,
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cut from white stone and yellow earth . . .
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Then you come for me

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Through the hills of iron,
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through the leaves of rust,
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through the turning white mist,
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through the steel wire and underbrush,
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through the lines that mark your face,
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through the living joy that I erased,
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beneath the pools of shining glass,
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beneath the water and through the past...
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You come for me, and you come for me...

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You put your eyes in my head,
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you put your voice in my mouth,
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you put your mind in my mind,
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you put your blood in my blood,
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you put your hand into my side,
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you put your lips onto my skin...
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and you come for me, you come for me...
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and you come...
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And the fire will burn my eyes out,
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And the water will run thick black,
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and this planet will rupture and crack.
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And you people will whisper with her name,
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and your children will curl up in the flames.
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And her fingers will touch the empty space,
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and the starlight will shine behind her face.
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And her body will show the secret heat,
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and the ocean will gather at her feet.
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And her two arms will hold the life I lost,
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but her blue eyes will nullify the cost-
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of attrition, self-hate and inner rage,
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running down my face and through my veins.
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I'll kneel naked upon the burning coals,
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I'll steal the diamond that flashes in your soul,
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if you'll come for me-
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if you come for me-
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will you come for me...?
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And we'll rise above,
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we'll rise and rise and rise above