Renounce 

You came to me in secrecy 

 A silent knife 

At the throat of one

What is the fate of accessories?

Who blames the bullet 

From the coward’s gun?

You used me

Beneath your power I did bend

You wound me

Crucified for all your sins

We share the blood of innocents

You savor in the taste

I rush to wash my hands of this

You put more on my face

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