Letter To My Conscience
The cold black devil with the white horns,
That would not allow me to be silent,
She has me go thru obstacles that cause pain,
Her horns guide me to turn the pain into power,
And shows me to love flaws.
Her inner voice leads me to the right path,
Gives me good advice.
Sometimes has my thoughts out of control,
And leads me off the path.
She taught me that it's okay to get lost,
I have been gone and can't find the tracks to the path.
The cold black devil with the white horns is helping me back,
She has put me threw so much that i'm too drained,
Too drained to move and go back on the path.
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