agony! self proclaimed?
guilt stabs
accusatory glares
i felt it hard
the pain wouldn't ebb
deplorable i stood
visions blurred
in an overtone of tears
a momentary error
and here i am
crucified in my own eyes
bereaved a soul
the toxic guilt
seeping though me
the hurt etched onto my heart
and i am now
a prisoner in my own soul
locked away to oblivion
lost away to the sinister world!
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3 years ago
amazing work....fantastic...i've no words for this one...lemme try a sketch...ill definitely need a lot of homework for this one...
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