Sin
You woke on this day
Your heart is pounding
And you can not breathe,
As your mind races
Your thoughts feed the hunt.
Deceived by thought
Of the pleasure
You can not wait
Feeling the pain.
Straight up sin.
It haunts you.
Will it end?
Vicious
Ugly
Sin
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