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Callouses Of The Soul
I have been wounded
I have been torn
I have been through mental wars
That start in mind and end in broken doors
I am the shattered tears
That seem to last for years and years
The shattered tears that fall from my eyes
As this heart stops and dies
Within this chest there is a bandaged broken heart
And this plays a very large part
Of who I am and who I am meant to be
So pray don't misjudge, accept me
'Cause my heart is damaged and frayed
Torn, shredded, and grayed
I've been wounded, hurt and betrayed
Perfect is something I would never dare claim
And these are the callouses of my soul
In my past I've been cheated and lied to
I've been caged and abused
I have been used
So understand, i'm damaged goods
I can't say what my future holds
I only hope it's not filled with the dread. The cold.
I'll tell you now that i've been marked and marred
So look at the wrists and don't ask why they're scarred
I am imperfect and i'll admit that's true
Because never did i claim to be you
I've dealt with problems in unintelligent ways
I needed freedom to cure my mental cage
'Cause my heart is damaged and frayed
Torn, shredded, and grayed
I've been wounded, hurt and betrayed
Perfect is something i would never claim
And these are the callouses of my soul
I am tattered and lost
I am shattered into dust
But i can pick up my pieces and start again
I can. I will put my self together and live again
I've been sick and i've been cured
I've been dead and revived
Without a breath in my chest
And now i breathe again
I was the forgotten
I was the shamed
I was the rotten
I was the maimed
And one day
You will be the forgotten
And you will be shamed
You will be rotten
And maimed
Cuz my heart is damaged and frayed
Torn, shredded and grayed
I've been wounded, hurt and betrayed
Perfect is something i would never dare claim
And these
These will always be the remembered callouses of my soul.
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