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April 18, 2012 by QueridaJ

spotted

i scrap away

at a tiny pale dot

the eye catches it quickly

in the sea of black and grey

encrusted and much shrunk

it’s sheen dulled

it’s surface marked

it nonetheless remains stubborn

my little spot of faded virtue

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Tagged black, dark, grey, guilt, poem, poetry, redemption, sin, spot, virtue, white
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