The thought that I’d hurt you made my tone and shade change
Fully saturated in the revelation that I’d hurt you
Gradient deepening to the deepest shade of my soul
Ombre’
Saturation lacking dilution
What scared me most is that you now know my shade of unwind
My shade of fear
My shade of deep pain
At the mere thought of hurting you
While not perfect in nature, essence, and daily deeds
Perfect in intention and desires for you.
What do I believe for myself?
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