I’m here once again in my confession room
Spilling my heart, baring my soul
See, how ugly I am
With my ill thoughts and wicked ways
Here I am
Are you tired?
I am.
Forbid me…
I am human.
Save me…
Before I drown.
Bless me…
To do what should be done.
Help me…
I have nowhere to run.
Heal me…
I’m stitches and burn.
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