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I know deep inside, That this vindication, was an indication of my hate, and it came around pretty late. It was built up rage, let loose from its cage, and I put it up on a stage. I could've avoided it all, had I remained calm. I could've avoided this disaster, Had I not drove on, Especially when my minds red light was on. I guess I am to blame, for your claim and things will never be the same, I guess I am to blame.
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Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 3:59 AM UTC
Vindication
I know deep inside, That this vindication, was an indication of my hate, and it came around pretty late. It was built up rage, let loose from its cage, and I put it up on a stage. I could've avoided it all, had I remained calm. I could've avoided this disaster, Had I not drove on, Especially when my minds red light was on. I guess I am to blame, for your claim and things will never be the same, I guess I am to blame.
I was inspired after reading this......'Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. and the harm we do, we do to ourselves.' An excerpt from The Five People you Meet in Heaven by Mitch Albom
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Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 3:59 AM UTC
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