Here I Am
Here I am...
clueless as you, take my stare,
imprisoned my spirit
on your tainted palm...
Clever I was not,
but strong as you can't think of.
I braved your will,
to break me from here.
You found me unscathed,
but healed the hidden scratch.
How good were your hands,
when I am a sinner among your lambs
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