Wrath
Wrath brings out the worst in me.
So I've given it up for grief.
Enough shouting through the hallways. It's the
Ugliest sin, by far. So instead I
Grieve, for the words I never say.
For the emotions I can never let
Myself feel. I'm also an ugly crier.
Pride
Pride is the original sin, they tell
Me. I've never been in any trouble
I couldn't talk my way out of
Just because I ate an apple. Yes,
My hair does look fabulous today. I'm
Glad you noticed. If I'm made in
God’s image, don't I deserve worship, too?
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