Skye
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State of Mind

weakness of the flesh
or weakness of the mind
because as I remember it,
it was the bodies that won
victorious in their urges of
push pull make break
groan and shake
stained fabric
stained innocence
irreplaceable innocence
taken
physical, mental
social, emotional
and so spiritual
that I fear
stepping inside holy walls
scared that the
world will see
my sins
sins that taint my soul
and body
scared that hundreds of sets
of perfect righteous eyes
will shun me
will know me for
what I am
wash the stains out of
fabric
can I wash the stains
off my soul?

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