Soul In a Nother Body
These tears I cry
are not mine,
Nothing more then
haunted lies,All she
does is lie again,she
will pay for her sins,
you may not know
her now, but in the end
she is proud,Everything
is great to her,Nothing is
undiserved,She hates her life,
So do they,In the end you know
her pain,And if you ever
understand,You will know she is
man
Copyright © Hallie Majka | Year Posted 2011
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