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our bodies, our lives
your eyes, your lies
our desperation, our pain
your money, your gain
our privacy, our danger
your privilege, your stranger
our risk, your pleasure
our performance, you measure
your satisfaction. our action
no more, because you don’t own us.
but you do owe us.
we are coming to settle the score.
we are coming to collect our debts.
tell your family you love them,
say goodbye, and confess.
breathe a sigh of relief, release
your soul in God’s hands, soon
for your sake, we hope you believe
there is nothing here on Earth left for you.
the controlled release of diamonds 