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Guilty


Look at you.

The blame is all yours.

You should have kept your mouth shut.

This is your fault.

You should have suffered in silence.

It could have been different.

You should have obliterated your desires.

Idiot! 

They were the guides to your cold and dingy cell.

You were warned.

You should have listened.

Should have kept your needs and wants to yourself.

 
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