How Raw Is My Soul?
I feel a fire in my mind, that's so unkind, a burn in me, I can truthfullly say, who's really hearing you she say!?From a child to an adult, are you seeing all my faults? Deep down inside, I want to hide, I want to cry, a cry so hurt and tried, my guts are ripped from in and outside! How raw is my soul?, it's like raw like sugar cane and hot jalapeno' pain!
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