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Shame


Shame is what I need to overcome,

twisted through my bones,

desicating my brain

and poluting my heart,

Shame shines bright,  even thought the darkest nights,

and consumes all light even on the brightest days.

I've become a victum, but I'll shawl not allow shame to consume me no more,

So Ill fight to be free so my colors could be free and bright

inspiring all to truely enbrace once self

 

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