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Sister

Looking back to long ago when they used to throw us in the water We all know that it was another woman that held us under It was her voice that first shouted witch in the churchyard It was she that revealed our sins to free herself of her own We played together in closets with our poppets and thread Sewn our red strings through each other's hearts, fingers embracing promises from which you fled Sister to Sister Look in the mirror Why do you forsake me so We were both bathed in these rivers but you've sent me down into the undertow Sister you were once as wild as me, the same magic singing in both our veins The same longing to be free But Sister one day you used my back as a bridge to secure your future I see your life turned out well Hiding behind your pickett fence While you've condemned me to hell

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