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The Religion

September 11, 2020


The day that brought the end 
Hard as I try, I cannot mend 
The words that started a lie 
And to sleep I will cry 
Her twisted tongues of poison 
Must not repent "for religion" 
And as she says "her preferences" 
Ignore, lest thy see my references 
The way her eyes glance down 
As she would have what I really think drown 
The way she she denies me peace 
Yet her religion still released 
Her thoughts must triumph - over all 
Over this greatness, must we brawl 
And as she is still the better 
Yet I change a single letter 
A Y for an I 
Surely shan't miss thy 
Yet still she feigns surprise  
Shall not she meet my eyes 
"Change you name or I shan't speak"
If I must change so much, 'tis bleak 
For if I change who I was born 
My very self 'tis all forlorn 
Religion is not fixt 
But of relent and anger I'm left betwixt 
If only would she repent 
And leave me not to so resent 


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