Me against me


Power to Truth, learning to live with the pain, because bad memories are etched in my soul, and my soul cries for me, tears I can't cut off, I can't cry for me, so my soul weeps for my peace in life in mind in spirit, my soul weeps for me, because I continue to hurt myself with the pain passed on to me by my Predetors, I was pray, as i whip myself with this pain, my soul crys for me hours of tears.

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Its about sexual abuse