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if judas drank the wine

will he see you a second time?

he traded thirty pieces

for your very life


if i drink the wine

will i see you a second time?

i’ve traded you for so much less


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you stand upon a pedestal that was
built so high i cannot see the tracks
of shattered crystal scattered
beneath your heels

damn this intention and craftsmanship that
i cannot pull you back to gravity’s reach
without casualty, without parting
with your perfection

you’re nothing compared to what
we built you up to be
and somehow still so much more
than you ever should have been