Joan of Arc
Treehouse of Horror
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Lay by your side My lungs sigh as yours rise And I think of all the ways that this tragedy could not end But if I am the knife, you are the master play write Use your words just like weapons to pen yourself out with lies Would you put down your pen If I gave you the end You hung high on your cross with your nails still in hand Your sharpie stigmata A self proclaimed martyr Bleed for your god But that crown of thorns is not yours Did you cry and pull the curtains Wipe your tears cause what's the purpose If your problems are imaginary you're the one who caused this Crush with ink the whites of your dry eyes Guilty minds write better lies But I know the truth But I know you Joan of Arc You can't wash this stain
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