The Consequence

I'm seriously abusing indigo again.

When broken hearts
just fall apart
can't let it go,
can't let it go.

And the pain inside
will not subside,
just let it grow,
just let it grow.

The Consequence
of bitterness
Inside the monster writhes,
And rots inside
your hollowed pride
until the memory dies.

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Watercolor on Hot press