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Cry not Elishah, do not break
They glare and frown. Your tormented soul
Our Father aches
For He sees, Elishah - He knows
What you are? Oh still a sweet rose
Stare not Elishah. She imitates you
Both disgusted, suicidal.
Mirrors break Elishah, so turn away
Stare only at the heavens
You must live another day.
Twenty pesos to get some sleep
Twenty pesos to eat once a week
Twenty pesos for dirty clothes to keep.
He sees him laugh and sees you cry
He sees him clearly, his hungry eyes
He sees the perversion choking his heart
And He sees...spirit...slowly die
Yet live another day Elishah. Live.
For He sees that cross in your pocket
Bless…you must live.
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