Pariah (Forgive My Unbelief)

from where and when does it arise,
the broken record skipping
(scratch)
over the same lies
that you are ugly,
unloveable,
nothing more than a
pariah inside?

o beloved,
thou art known,
fully,
warts, fangs,
nails, talons,
and all
(such were the things that killed me you know)
(i was dead for little while anyways)
(and still i loved)
remember?
(smile)

knowing this
and me
yet you still
choose to
believe the other
(sigh)

well i am here
(always)
waiting for you
to remove the needle
from the spinning disc
in your tortured brain

i have a new song to sing to you
a lullaby of love
shh
listen
do you hear me?

(singing)

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