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Tears
run down my face just like the last.
No different from
yesterday
Sick from the mirror
Do these prayers feel
sincere?
The dirt never washes clear
You were good, so good
I
grew to love your lies
Until I put you in the past
Love was
lust until he revealed
The man behind the mask
Will the scars
go away?
In this world I have no place
Forgive me Jesus this
time I cry!
I rip my heart out to give to you
Alone, it never
did me any good
Hold me close, wash my mind
Destroy the me that
lives inside!