Hands covering his face as shadows of them grab
Their sheer hands shimmer as the dark fades around
Guilt shakes and quivers with a wince through his bones
Pain rattles through him as the skin in his teeth swells up his gums
A shakey breath as a drop of blood drips
But not his, or the hands,
Then who's is it?
Guilt has eyes that are shadowed from the sleep,
Deep darkness tuckers him down,
But yet he doesn't get a wink
Guilt doesn't remember when or why,
Or maybe he does
But he'd rather hide it inside
It doesn't matter what happened,
Guilt bites
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