You think you hold me down, degrade me until you see me as if I am nothing. What makes you think that I will stand by as you try to make yourself feel better about your pitiful existence. Pray all you want, but shale not brake. No mater how deep the wounds you inflict, I will always get back up and stand my ground for I'll always know I'll have the one thing you lost. A spirit that can't be broken.
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