2004-11-28
Soft! Harken! I Would Suffocate You If You Came Close! And Then Offer My Poisoned Breath For Your Lungs To Regain Life!

Precious gold on its pedastal. Turns to rusted iron in my unclean hands.

Beautiful statue from afar. I try to pull it close to me with my stench of greed and it turns to corpse dust in my diseased arms.

A paradise of heavenly proportions. My base eyes transform this Eden into Hell.

Ungrateful wretched unrepentant creature I am! I shall slither on the ground like the snake that I am! Sin and greed and anger and jealousy and covetousness consume me! Unfit for the gorgeous treasures allowed me! I corrupt everything I touch! Everything I set my flickering eye on!

Killing my world.

I need more grace than I thought...

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