What am I without my sins

Every line running across my dry skin

Every time I shed a tear for the wrong and right reasons

Every time I kissed and told

Every dirty little lie

What am I without my sins

Without the poisons I consume

Not caring what it does to my body

What am I?

My sins make me _me_

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What am I without my sins

The truth is I’ll never know

My sins have consumed me since birth

When I cried in my mothers arms when she gave me life

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_My sins make me me._

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