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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