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May 2019
Nobody’s a saint
Except for preachers
Of course
They’ve never done any wrong

From
Sinners saints and reprobates
Those who practice chastisty
Celabites
Degenerates
Everyone casts a shadow

Angels have demons
I’ve got a few
skeletons in my closet
They’re naked and self-conscious
I’m nothing special
Just finding my way
Written by
John Dewberry  24/M/USA
(24/M/USA)   
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