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Oct 2017
Guilt is such an awful prison with no guards
Free yourself from your mind before it’s too late
Consuming fires of fake morals and dogma
Playing wicked tricks of shaming
And self-imposed irrational pain
Blurring the possible vision of an escape
Through an already wide open gate

Altered Perception
Guilt serving no purpose except for self-loathing
Altered Perception
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Altered Perception  28/M/mauritius
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