Shackled shame
overwhelms all sense
as guilt guides
to abyss of recompense
In due remorse
of chosen course
her hurting hands splay
She'll surrender
all sorrow this day
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Shackled shame overwhelms all sense as guilt guides to abyss of recompense
In due remorse of chosen course her hurting hands splay
She'll surrender all sorrow this day
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