When you are guilty, it is not your sins you hate but yourself.
But, the thing about guilt is, no one can take away for you; you have to unpack it yourself.
The greatest incitement to guilt is the hope of sinning with impunity
My hands are of your colour; but I shame To wear a heart so white.
Regret piles up around us like books we have never read.
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