Inner Devotion
Take the trial,
Burning that candle at both ends,
Becoming something you couldn't imagine.
Tripping up and falling down,
There ain't never been a way,
For you to play.
But for all you realist and idealist,
We will keep things turn down for you.
Running for centuries just make a dime,
While your out making rifts in the world.
Truth hurts so just let it out,
Put in what your worth,
Lie to yourself,
Demonstrate the lives you've ruined,
By the wicked hands your dealt.
Here it is,
What demon resides inside you?
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