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Sacrificial Curse in Jesus’ Head


What are 
you threatening now
on the innocents.

That the end is near
the end is dear

we wear our fears
out loud
paint them red.

You are
the sacrificial curse
in jesus’ head

pushers lure
for purity.

Not worry about
the little dancing beauties

parents getting paid
kids end up
working the circuit

sweet young things
who or what
is fake fake fake.

I am pure
as any tyrants tool?
if Jesus goes tyrant!
I'll be his rule.

My siren
stumbles in
pure
as anger and mercy.

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