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Hollow Cathedra - text

Though broken, her twisted finger drew my whole name.
Her shoulder of beauty, heavy and corrupt with shame.

Tired waves crash upon the dead shore of her pale flesh.
That woman of cruelty is the enemy of my God.

The terror in her eyes was beautiful unto me.
The thoughtless steel in my hand was a gift and fee.
I moved her into the sun, so pure and so free.

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