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There's something about a woman in this faith a resilience, a strength tolerance strike me, lord and don't do it lightly rip my clothes and beat me raw after all it is all I am good for still I will praise your name fall on my knees five times a day and lay prostate on the earth carry your words in my heart breathe in shards of glass prick my skin with needles every second of the day make me imperfect, then don't love me for it make me inferior God is god to man man is god to woman there's something about this kind of faith something about a love with pain something about suffering . it feels religious if done right ~~~ Sada ~~~ added 09/10/26