Shame is a thing, up close and real, its breath hot & stinky like mine
Shame is a Fear that leads to Rage and black-n-blue bouts of living
Shame gets me Drunk, Stoned, & Wired. The Lows do not equal the Highs.
Shame for what I've done, for what I didn't do, or thought.
It hollows the spot where the soul it doth lie.
A drop of Shame it poisons the soul, and the next thousand souls in a line.
Shame it burns white, hot bright, must take flight, consuming it all & the mind
No one survives...eventually you burn
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