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Guilty

guilt ruins me for my crime though i torture my mind i also feel torture in my heart physical appearance, deceptive my guilt holds me no freedom captured by my own deeds i hear laughter laughter of defeat now time cannot return mistakes would have corrections but i am haunted by my guilt i try separation, impossible in the depth of my heart i cry for help, no answer then i ask, is it a crime? my guilt answers...

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Date: 11/20/2011 5:42:00 AM
oh very strong words and meaning
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