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There are lesions on my lover’s brainAnd scars upon her spineShe’s lost sensation in her handsHer head hurts all the timeThere is no cure for her diseaseNo hope for an escapeThe gleaming needles meant to slowBut not prevent the rape.The doctors say she could go blindOr lose the strength to walkHer personality could shift...But right now that’s just talkBecause:There is courage in my lover’s brainAnd iron in her spine.She’s lost sensation in her hands butShe’ll have the use of mine.
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