Guilt
It surrounds me,
Conquers my soul.
I try to do what's right,
It tells me my feelings are wrong.
I walk a tightrope,
Its hand shakes me off.
Nothing can control it.
It rules my every move.
It stomps me down,
I fight to defeat it.
There is no escape,
The power of guilt.
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