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- Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Oct 16, 2012
It’s itchy. Guilt is itchy. It wants you to scratch it, to acknowledge it. At first, you refuse not to, but as time goes on, it pulls you in. It doesn’t give warning it just pulls you in. Once you’re in, there’s no turning back. The only thing to do is to move forward, to confess. But I won’t confess. I can’t afford to confess. I’ll just wait for it to stop itching and for now, I won’t scratch.All Rights Reserved
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