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[tinpra]

10:34 pm, 12/29/08, writing in bed

I will be sound and fury
I will be rage unceasing
You will look for my mercy
and I will have none

You have brought me to bitterness
You have broken me to shame
What I would have never done
I revel in
I will bury your name

Where is forgiveness?
Where is grace?
They are forgotten
Lost
Displaced.

written in response to Prompt 475 on all_unwritten