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Forbidden Forest

I thought I had washed my hands clean
but Lady MacBeth stares back at me
when I look into the mirror

It's the scripture inside of me
that knows my hands are clean
the spot came out
but sometimes when I look down
my mind plays tricks on me
and the forbidden forest advances.



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