Character

June 26, 2013

We all do things that we imagine we wouldn't.

Out of character to those that know us.

Yet to us, it is our closet normal.

So what do we use to define ourselves?

The secretive ways of our shame?

The ecpectant perfection from others?

Or the guilt that dances with danger?

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