pebble by pebble
filling my chest
one by one
guilt
stretching my
skin until
it eventually
rips from
the pressure
shredded and
pulpy edges
dried blood
coating my
once clean
and pure
conscience
filling my chest
one by one
guilt
stretching my
skin until
it eventually
rips from
the pressure
shredded and
pulpy edges
dried blood
coating my
once clean
and pure
conscience
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