Knowledge
My heart is a deep, dark black hole shielded away
My soul burns with rage from the pits of hell
My lips tell lies not even God can forgive
My eyes tell only the truth, but hide it from all
My hands are the actions for which my soul speaks
My feet try to escape the hell I have created
My mind is the prison I keep myself in
My lies is the skin I wear to hide my true self
I may seem like a good person, but that is only a lie
I am sorry for those I have hurt in my past life
I laugh when people say they know me
I wonder how they know me when I do not even know
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