A GUILTY CON
The brain reversed just like the flesh within my skin I continue to burn from the outside in Although many has forgiven and I have too It was only the spiritual; not the flesh, who knew Its eaten me alive and I know this to be true Will you ever be able to trust me? will you or will you? What's been done in the past now affects my future Am I willing to go forward without having to continue Continue with the pain that has eaten me away Or stand with myself face to face We fight one battle out to help find myself But truth be told this conscience will not hold me back
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