
By the Color of My Sin
Hearts only grow harder
and flesh is never thin,
Some are much explicit
while others hold it in,
Dare, I let it lay
on the surface of my skin,
Lest I be judged
by the color of my sin.
Hearts only grow harder
and flesh is never thin,
Some are much explicit
while others hold it in,
Dare, I let it lay
on the surface of my skin,
Lest I be judged
by the color of my sin.
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