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They rescued my pieces
They rescued my pieces,
but forgot to CPR the spirit;
saw my condition,
badly I might needed resurrection;
with skinned bones,
stoles hopes,
frozen eyes,
blinded vice;
I let them do their part,
stitching me together from start;

Lost was my case,
bleeding inside like lace;
the life I wanted,
torn apart without warning;
I suspected,
never fully in doubt,
thought my working could be corrected,
without extra hours bout;

I was wrong and I admitted it,
those ruined hated it;
wanted me gone,
I gave them same,
but god was kind,
knew this game;

He put me in place,
to be innocent and quiet,
torture me while I rest,
healing me enough to witness the riot;

My body ached,
wanted to sleep,
rescuers woke me up,
told me never to flee;

They gutted me to fight,
hold my post right,
to heal and provide,
people with broken past,
unfortunate present,
even future not so light.

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