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Bagpain (Free verse) by daggatolar
Christ caught on a cut And nailed on wood But we - Is our fleshback Constuct the cross The crusifix Nailing Rain into us Struck The circle cease The flow of our blood Curls up We womb walls up A prison of bagpain And death is not better The whple life we live A lead to To we cannot away from.

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