You have to own a soul
for it to be weakened,
like the devil in disguise
I prove to you that not
all are weak that find
the dark.
We have an inner strength
that guides us from the
follies that life throws
at us,we make those bleed
that deny us!
We fight until the bitter
end,scars upon our faces
left!We never bend and break,
we only hide for your sake.
We are not fake,we are hollow
on the inside where once were
tears left behind.So I am
not weak you will see,
nice to meet you and my
name is Sinfully!
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