SMI (10-14-1981 / Baltimore)

Your Face

I push away
I fight away
Trying to find
Another way

I see your face
I need your faith
I can't believe
What prophets say

They spoke your words
'til spit filled ears
Written in red
And read so clear

I want that stain
To be your blood
Help me believe
It's all I want

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