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Bright red
Bright red
The flames encircle me
The exasperated energy that I engraved
Karma has bestowed, depths divulged
A bright red devil utters my name
Crimson red, screams are my symphony
My scars are now their cuts
It devastated my dignity,
How I can become my biggest fear
Now I’m the one
Castigation in my own crevasse
Scattered Oxygen, left hopelessly
Fractured and fragmented
The devil comes for me
Demented, been exposed to a new existence
I need a shield, a weapon to wield
I’m a fish in fire
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This piece is about the everlasting guilt that consumes us, most of which was in the past but it still seems to hold us back. The main narrative is about how I feel like I have tainted morality because of my decisions in the past and feel as if my newfound anxiety works alongside my guilty conscience to consume me.