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Seven Deadly Sins |
| Written by Egoist | |
| Saturday, 26 January 2008 | |
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Little by little my desires of you grow ever more Under lying sheets expresses my amour Sometimes I show you some antics Time will never consume my tactics
Gulp down and swallow my necessaries List me lines for the cry of my tummy Undeveloped desires of what I wish This is me who wants your dish To be ruled so royal Over-consumption is too normal Never am I too picky Yet I withhold from the needy
Give me what I want Riches of money and women for me to flaunt Everything can be mine Everything with such divine Deserves to be handled with my shrine
So I make you do my work Like apathy is only here to lurk Offering uneasiness of my mind To which I become confined Helplessly falling behind
With revenge’s eye viewing me in despite of my conscious River will flow red so anxious Anger fills me up from stupidity To why I don’t feel guilty Humbly I take the sword of such duty
Entity of such qualities I deserve Nothing of me is as preserved Vanquish these qualities, which should be mine Yearnings of others I will find
Picturing those of such qualities of skills Repeating their joyous thrills I am of much higher level Discovering more about me with each dawdle Everything I vaunt that I find more realCopyright 2008 Egoist |
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