Guilt

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    Guilt

    Guilt is a burden,
    A brick on your head,
    It keeps you fretting all night,
    awake in you frigid bed,

    The thing you did massacres your brain,
    It squeezes and pops its so tight,
    your friends want to know what's wrong with you,
    But you claim they don't have the right,

    Whenever someone talks to you,
    you leap into the air and feverently cry, 'it wasn't me!'
    Your mom and dad are like shifty hawks to you,
    hidden beyond where you can see,

    So you see, guilt is a terrible thing,
    it bothers you quite alot,
    but if you are a decent liar,
    then you might just have a shot.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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