RECOVERY LOG 181
FRAGMENT 7700
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I cut it clean at the sink Long black river in my hand I let it fall like a vow To stand up straighter than fear You said love was a small thing But I can carry it here In my mouth, in my palms In the scar where I used to hide Words are heavy Words can hold us true I'm not reaching up I'm reaching through to you Sharp hair blade, sharp hair blade I make myself a weapon of grace Sharp hair blade, sharp hair blade I cut the doubt from my face Don't just pray for love Be the answer, be the answer It's on the ground It's here with us I wear the chopped-off dark Like a banner in the heat Every strand on the floor Was a name I no longer need You can call it a loss I call it a way to begin If the world wants my soft parts I'll give it strength instead Words are heavy Words can hold us true I'm not waiting above I'm working here with you Sharp hair blade, sharp hair blade I make myself a weapon of grace Sharp hair blade, sharp hair blade I cut the doubt from my face Don't just pray for love Be the answer, be the answer It's on the ground It's here with us You have the power You have the grace Not in the clouds Right in this place Take my hand Take my word We are the proof The world can learn Sharp hair blade, sharp hair blade I make myself a weapon of grace Sharp hair blade, sharp hair blade I cut the doubt from my face Don't just pray for love Be the answer, be the answer It's on the ground It's here with us