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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When up I was growing, awed and confused, sure was not I of which road to choose. For binary my soul and dellusioned my mind, I dallied at crossroads and worried not time. Advised by my parents, mentors and teachers, and hell and damnation from gospelling preachers. And I young of youth so impressionable dear, grasped for their words but availed not my ear. For swayed by the Devil, so I was told, of treasures of pleasures of counterfit gold. Timidly, more boldly, I sought new sensation, of carnal reality I made preservation. But conscience was bothered and remorsely did grow, my feet they did ponder of which way to go. Temptation too great for me to withstand, I cried unto GOD to give me a hand. But His Holy Doctrine is not found in haste, but abnegate the world with a seedling of faith. Of frustrating skeptisisim I became apostate and inclined toward autism and apathetic fate. Drifting and squinting thru lusts' glaring light, a glutenous hedonist all day and all night. Inside of me though I feared what I was doin', would eventually bring shame sorrow and ruin. My karma so silent then leaped with a bound, austere retribution enveloped me round. So drubbed for my folly and benighted transgression, my soul it feels cauterized, I caterwaul with compunction. Penalized and contrite, with diffident circumspect, with empirical knoiwledge I never shall forget.
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