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Guilt

Guilt, the ultimate life tormentor, constantly pulling and tugging in an arrogant, nagging way... Why have these steps taken allowed me to fall undeniably like prey It is an ugly beast that rears its violent head, which makes me feel as though I am an open book with tattered pages, that guilt has read. Consuming , lustful thoughts it has slithered upon me like a demon in the night and I know now in my heart this is an everlasting fight. Fighting, and clawing my way to the top, I can not breathe, I can't see it but I know it is there, taunting and screaming in my mind these hostile thoughts!!! Just please make it stop! Insanity is just around the corner , for the sin that has taken me under its wing has made me its ultimate mourner. So you see this enemy of mine has almost become my best friend as I learn to accept all of these voices that taunt me so well.. I just accept it , as I know this is my hell.............

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Date: 8/29/2009 4:55:00 PM
The human is the beast, with traits that hurt - and maybe mother nature - we are a species that she failed to skirt. Excellent write Nikole>>James
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