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Guilty Fear

Fermented in farenheit the sizzle is way too hot Creeping up the backside beading up in that spot Shallow is the pool of fear where the drips do lie Bashful red is the color skin appearing shy Shakes tremble up and down bumping up the skin The color that's coming around derives from the sin Shame has come without context or so it seems Reality you visualize nightmares before the dreams Innocence mirrors guiltiness so sad but it is true This in which does reflect the real person that is you... bmdavey@10//05/2022

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