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Guilty

January 11, 2012
By TorukoSumire BRONZE, Malibu, California
TorukoSumire BRONZE, Malibu, California
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An impure ball of snow
Spiraling to the lowest level of discord

Guilt

A bad deed done
The spark that starts the fire

Guilt

The reason of the cause
And the scream that calls the onlookers

Guilt

Deep resentment of the regret
A tainted heart, now and forever impure

Guilt

My eyes half closed
I cannot look at you

Guilt

What I am
What I will be

Guilty

The author's comments:
I wrote this while i was spinning in P.E. My P.E. coach didn't even care. This was fun to write, and I'm happy about how well it turned out. This poem is ironic because I'm not a guilty person.

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