Witness her fitness where she prays, these days is phased, trying to coat yourself with glaze, clear the haze with rays, from the sun, cause don't no truer person cope with hopes, that you rope all in your life, the sheer scope is wrote, in the quotes, of many journals with their serious missions, value giving, so that's a vision to help all of who's missing, an inner self, cause they dealt with the critics that melt, all that they felt, so the belts choke the voice from one's self, so they can't speak, and they're weak, but you came with your's, so after wars, open doors heal those fire born sores, so that's a score, cause the more that we make it through storms, we feel reborn, after feeling torn from scorns of thorns.