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Bloody Prayers

As I clasp my hands in prayer
The blood trickles from my wrists
Eyes lowered, I feel thier lucid stares
Fingers retract into fists
I grit my teeth in anguish
My knees dig into the dirt
I am not worthy of one final wish
I only deserve hurt

Raven 2005-2010