Confession's DeathA Poem by John Alexander McFadyenRead and decide.How often I have woken with regret not knowing how I fell from grace. Lost memories staring mockingly at my blank and empty face. And as the slate-gray storm clouds part such darkened recall comes, to remind me of my folly, to shatter all my dreams. But here dear reader I must tell that I accept my faults I know my limitations, my behaviour and results. For herein lies a passion that beats within my chest but also leaves me vulnerable to Satan's dark behest. In my broken heart is honesty but Catholic sin doth rule, and leaves me scarred and angry that life has been so cruel. And so I battle daily against all worldly slights, little wonder then, dear reader that it gets me into 'fights'. But I often tell my demons, and tell them loud I must, that when I sleep at night it is a sleep that's just. 08/03/19 © 2019 John Alexander McFadyenAuthor's NoteReviews
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4 Reviews Added on March 9, 2019 Last Updated on March 9, 2019 AuthorJohn Alexander McFadyenBrixworth, England, United KingdomAboutWell, have a long and complicated story and started it as an autobiography on Bebo but got writer's block/memory fogging. People liked it though and kept asking for the next chapter! fools.. more.. |

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