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Ginger Dillard


The seven deadly sins
Have brought me to my knees.
I put myself through hell,
Purely in delight.
Everyday is torture,
What about the night?
Do I like pain?
I’m not sure.
Throughout my life,
I’ve had to endure.
Purity and wholeness,
Things of the past.
Short-lived virtues,
We give away too fast.
Eternally lost,
But at what cost?