Clean my soul from its black charcoal
Clean it so I can breath
Feel the red blood in my veins
Clean my face from its masking
Clean it so they can know
So they can know the true me
Clean my mouth from the lies
Clean it so I can talk freely
Let the world hear my pleas
Clean my eyes from the the terror
Clean it so I can see
No longer be scared to open my eyes.
Cleanse me to be real.
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