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Blade between their shoulders

How can you condemn one who screams
Cries of pain from the knife you gave them to protect themselves
Told them where to put it until they couldn’t breathe
Silenced at last

God, give our hands the strength to pull it from their backs
Shove it between the gears, stop the cogs in the machine
Let steel crumble as we scream with them
Silence won’t last

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