Karma
Run, stifling
Where can you go?
Insincere, sniveling
Trying to keep your head low
Doubt, humiliation made you a coward
Well, the hope could this be your final hour?
Before
Below, behind
The mask you put on that person's face
Once as exquisite and frail as lace
Crumbling in ash and
Depression darkened your angel's view
But, you were too ashamed
To face the illumination.
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