I am not merely witnessing,
But I am authoring my unholy
Descent into dishonor and disgrace
It's my fault
I could have done something else
I had thousands of opportunities
To change course
I ignored my conscience and
Now I don't have one
I don't feel anything
Instead of remorse
I fear punishment
I have nothing left but the expectation of a fiery judgement
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