My mind is still lustful
my conscious is black
darker than my shadow
pain, stress, sorrow
all have inverted my life
will i?
will i survive it all against all odds...
My body is still spiteful
my path is rooted with rage
stronger than me
anger, hate,
all fill my words
will i?
will i survive it all against all odds...
My soul is still unclean
my thought is discreditable
unlawful than a crime
rudeness, abusive, violent,
all have taken my deeds
will i?
will i survive it all against all odds...
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