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NO BURNING, TEARING,
SCOURGING SKIN.
IT'S PSYCHOLOGICAL,
ALL WITHIN.
NO ROTTING FLESH
OR PUTRID BLOOD
IT'S STERILE, CLEAN
NO RANCID CRUD
FOR BUTCHERED, TORTURED,
BOUND UP SKINS,
REVEALS THE TRUTHS
OF BISHOPS SINS.
THEY WANT IT NICE,
THEY WANT IT HUSHED,
WITH VEINS OF ICE
GOOD SOULS ARE CRUSHED.
THE SILENT COLD,
IS BETTER, YET,
FROZEN, SOLID,
CAN'T BEGET.
FOR MARTYRED BLOOD
REVEALS THE CHURCH,
BLIND SOULS SEE TRUTH
AND END THEIR SEARCH.
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"WE
CAN'T HAVE THAT!"
THE BISHOPS' SAY.
"SO LET'S IGNORE...
THEY'LL GO AWAY."
"ENLIGHTENED
MEN,
DON'T SCOURGE THE SKIN.
ENLIGHTENED MEN,
KEEP BLOOD, WITHIN."
BUT THEY FORGOT...
THE WOMAN BLEEDS,
AND MONTHLY, MAKES
A BED FOR SEEDS.
WHERE "NICE" AND "HUSHED"
THEY'LL GROW TO MEN
AND SEIZE THE OARS
FROM WRISTS THAT BEND...
ON PETER'S BARK
WHERE BLOOD STILL FLOWS,
FROM WOMAN'S WOMB...
THE LILY GROWS!
JMJ
Long-Skirts
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