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Flawless


Funny How they Judge Me

For the past that was once of me

Had me thinking

Due to what I been through

Everyone's above me

Thought I had to drug me

To feel like someone loves me

When in actuality

Who loves me

Is the one

Above me

Hung on the cross

For he was free of flaws

To pay the costs

For all of my spiritual flaws

For i live in a society

So judgemental and lawless

The one who accepts my flaws 

considers me flawless

For I am not only free of flaw

But freed from sin

so i wish satan would come and try me gain

because i choose D.O.A

Deliverance Over Acceptance

but before he could deviler me he must had to accept me

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