The drug (of shame). Zapfic50 4th Friday contest

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My sky tints rose,
blushed by the shame
of my desire.

Cool reckoning,
pierces.
It’s blissful
this banishment
of pleasure.

Flagellation,
a discourse
on punishment
earned.

Steel needle
of false release.
Whisper unforgiveness,
loud.

Swiftly, swirl
memories in clouds.
Least I forget
the lie of this bounty’s
perilous, soft
dream.

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