My Bio Just a Dirty Sinner Now Forgiven-

With my open mouth I see out my throat the blurred lines;
The wicked heart still pumps the blood that so bleeds out;
Entrapped in myself falling in my filthiness now in out time;
What is this all about? My relentless witness;
Don't be alarmed I'll do you know harmI'm just a dirty sinner
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