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Misplaced Salvation

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spill over my thoughts
tie them up in knots
bring me relief, freedom
and cut away the cancer
slice me up in pieces
find me this salvation
Jesus!
let me run away now
disappear, i'll take a bow
nothing here is for me
i haven't found an answer
and i can't find a reason
for this lack of salvation
Jesus,
no blood is on this blade
but deeper cuts can be made
at the bottom of a bottle
looking for another master
and this isn't just a season
in the search for salvation
Jesus.
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On January 16th 2007 footmouth1022 Said :
footmouth1022 Very deep. I don't think this poem was much about cutting with a razor... but its use was symbolic. Sometimes one hurts so much, but accepts their loneliness and pain rather than taking their life. Abyssal Sacrfice.
On January 10th 2007 Ilovepeaches Said :
Ilovepeaches Salvation doesn't come from a razor. That's something else that I learned the hard way.