She Was a Tortured Soul-
She had a promising soul
He had to let her go
He look into her eyes
There were no truths nothing but lies
There’s needs rare
Devil demon Satan’s child
No one seems to care
Sin nature’s generational curses
6/6/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
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