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7 - The Deadly Sins

Poetry By: RiaBusa

The seven deadly sins

Submitted:Mar 2, 2013    Reads: 2,382    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   

Behold my importance, behest my beauty,

Luxury that you may never pocess because of your lacking ability.

I will be a person you can never dream to supersede,

Cherished in voluptuous purple pride.


Decorated in diamonds and rings,

Wealthy little 'Miss' has everything.

I have to slave and work tiredly unappreciated every day,

Continously it grows my state of green envy.


Hatred, boiling and burning furiously in my blood,

Uncontrollable rage an emotional flood.

Impudent emotions blooming like an amarath,

Exist my crimson wrath.


Energy wasted by pitiful beings each extensive day,

Rushing and panicking wasting their life's away.

Give yourself over to narcolepsy lazy stealth,

Hazy smoke slumber blue sloth.


I want it, I need it, it must be mine,

Bribery, theft, hording it's a fate that cannot be confined.

Give it all to me, everything that I need,

My bright burning orange greed.


Hunger, rapturous starving cravings,

Drinking and eating my emptiness is never sating.

The only thing that I need to accompany,

Is the rosy pink gluttony.


Touch, caress, savour my sensitive skin,

Embrace the craving desire you have within.

Devouring the concubine body that you trust,

Lost, drown in the coquettish red power of lust.



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