my heart is black
and i can't understand
why i insist
on making it so
everything i do
everything i say
is wrong
i breathe
smell
taste
am
sin
and i can't find the fountain
that will wash me clean
i am stuck
with my own impurities
and there's nothing
i can do
to change how i am
but to let
the darkened
smoldered
sin
that sits on my heart
harden
flake
and fall off
so i can start
anew

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