prejudiced
The smell of burning paper which got extinguished in the rain.
The droplets of thoughts carry away my pain.
The cloud of judgement blurs out my sanity.
The screams of retribution diminish my vanity.
The pool of hypocrisy drowns me in.
The lewdness urges me to commit a sin.
The sacks of truth got leaked on its way.
The window of discrimination blocks out the ray.
The bowl of...
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