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A Prisoner With No Bars
A Fighter With No Scars
A Lover With No Heart
A Soul That's Torn Apart
A Thinker With No Sense
A Sinner With Repent
When Blackness Devours
The Soul Cries Out
If You Look Into The Mirror
And Don't Like What You See
It's Only A Reflection
Of Your Own Humility
