Ocean of Guilt

May 3, 2009
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Guilt is the ocean.
Filled with anger and filled with rage.
There’s so much sorrow and way to open.
Guilt in a book goes from page to page.
Compared to happiness it only takes one.
But even in joy there is always guilt.
No matter what, damage is always done,
Because guilt was and is always greatly built.

To endure every emotion and every thought-
From waves of anger hitting a shore,
Or a little happy mist rolling near the sand.
The ocean is my guilty core.
For every thing done and even more.

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