<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=426602" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Crooked Conscience</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I used to be able to surpress him</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I somehow lost control</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It feels like I'm falling in my mind</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And i just can't grab a hold</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm reaching as I spiral down</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To find a sign of hope</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Suddenly I am tangled</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In a fraying piece of rope</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Begin to climb the rotted line</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As it's crumbling in my hands</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Don't think I'll make it back to myself</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I have to take the chance</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I can hear his voice call out to me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He says to try would just be nonsense</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His used to be the voice of reason</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now he's my crooked conscience</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So crooked and out of control</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know he must be stopped</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So I ignore his evil words</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And keep climbing to the top</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The rope's turning to dust in my hands</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I'm almost out of my head</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The one thing I have to save myself</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is now a line of thread</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Just inches now from my goal</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My hands are burnt and blistered</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There my conscience stands and smiles at me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Holding a shiny pair of scissors</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Joseph+A.+Solis">Joseph A. Solis</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=426602" data-title="Crooked Conscience de Joseph A. Solis" data-description="I used to be able to surpress him But I somehow lost control It feels like I'm falling in my mind And i just can't grab a hold I'm reaching as I spiral down To find a sign of hope Suddenly I am tangled In a fraying piece of rope Begin to c..."></div> </div> </div>

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