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UntitledThere isn't anything fair about this,
unless a thorn crown is what you covet.
There’s nothing sweet about this,
unless bitter blood is your taste.
How is it that you see eternity,
while I see my burning cross?
There’s nothing intoxicating about this,
unless cheap cologne is my burnt brimstone.
There isn’t a story to tell about us,
unless I can rewrite our resurrection.
How is it that Jerusalem cracked,
while you remain unbroken on your throne?