Inspiration: The overly pompous students at my school.
Word: Allowed
I allowed your thoughts
to become my presence
I got lost in the falsity
of your slander
I became adorned
with the grief of your lies
and the unhappiness in your life
I lived as a victim
of you misplaced judgment
I felt like rubbish
knowingly distraught
in a cacophony of
unrighteous
righteousness
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