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Thoughts from carson about what he has been doing through the seaons especially john.
Guilt
Blood on my hands,
Guilt in the mirror.
Everything now,
My fault.
I see me in a mirror,
Fading, getting;
Further away
It's my fault
I lost myself
In the mirror
Person I wished to be
But not.
It's my fault
I am not good
I am at fault
He is going to die
My fault
I only have guilt
It is my fault
He is going to die
My fault
Does no one see it
Or do they,
Blame me; they should
It's my fault
He is going to die
By my hand
My fault
His blood
My hands
He is gone
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