Alas! it is a fearful thing
to feel another's guilt!
For, right, within, the Sword of Sin
Pierced to its poisoned hilt
And as molten lead were the tears we shed
For the blood we had not spilt
--The Balad of Reading Gaol by Oscar Wilde
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Confutatis maledictis, voca me cum benedictis
About Me
- Bob son of Bob
- WI, United States
- How to explain...remember that bad dream you had a while ago? remember that horrible unseen thing that chased you through the streets while nobody answered your screams for help or your banging at the door? that was me.