Demon You Despise

Damage done long ago,
yet the wound kept fresh,
perpetually picked,
crying crimson tears.

Sustaining negativity,
long after the transgression,
becoming the inflicter,
afflicting those nearby.

With a trail of tears,
displacing hope and happiness,
the demon you despise,
is you.

Realization of this infection,
the injury no longer provoked,
sealed with a drop of truth.
Demise, of the demon you despise.

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