Conscience --- Diminished Hexaverse
heavy on the stairs
the sound of my thoughts-
my own voice resounds
and pounds on my door
of solitary
the dialogue
within myself
never perjured
is translucent
I profess
to launder
past regrets
if stains
can be
cleansed
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2011
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