It's known to everyone that you have committed them once or twice. They are the scars on your dazed bodies, the words that you spilled across these forgotten pages. When your mind is frozen, know that they are deep inside your flesh staining your poor soul of your wicked ways. The taste you have at the end of your tongue looking at another the bitterness filling you up with deceit. Greed, Gluttony, Lust, Envy, Sloth, Wrath and Pride ripping through your skin. I, myself being a mindless victim by their soft lullabies they sing at long hours of night. **Credit for Description goes to @sociopath**
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