CHAPTER SIX
GLUTTONY
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You, the enormous giant
which hunger is insatiable,
that decimate continents and seas,
just to fill itself,
with thousands of singular flavors
and still feel empty,
as the last piece of delight,
falls down its throat.
You sit there,
in a throne surrounded by wonders
from all around the globe;
keeping it all to yourself,
while watching the ones less than you
starve to death
to feed on your vicious crime.
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Deadly Sins
Poetry"Our sins are more easily remembered than our good deeds." - Democritus © 2017 autumn meinhardt
