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Scales

Nov 12, 2025
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By Malik Hampton


how has my desire to reject acceptance led me this far astray?

where my shame riddled actions overflow and escape through the crevices of my interlaced fingers

has my remorse scared me enough to level the scales of the countless emotions i’’ve defaced?

adjacent from remorse’s root

the anxiety from watching the scales tip and sway while my heart’s intent is accounted

finally, i’m coming to see, my true reflection

and if my heart and actions will balance


By Malik Hampton


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