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Lost Little Lamb


I went last night to joyful church
I sat on chair and I heard the songs
I heard the pastor say his piece
I listened hard and lost my peace

Denial safe and secure in lie
Was swept away by songs of praise
Of belief’s “amen” and fervent prayer
To leave me alone, so stark and bare

Without my skin to hide behind
I stood apart, devoid of love
Scared and lost from lack of faith
I turned away and hid my face