My 7 Sins Poem by Saint Cynosure

My 7 Sins

Rating: 4.5


I'm guilty of my pride,
and gluttony of lust.
Envious of the sloth of wrath,
these 7 I do trust.
I built the walls I live within,
of my 7 deadly sins.
With not a thought of if they'll stop,
all I knows that they've begin.
To take a toll,
upon my soul,
as if it even matters.
Sin is sin the curse of men,
death will surely follow.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
*Trusting You* 09 November 2008

To take a toll, upon my soul, oh yes great lines. we all have sins its good to have them its the people who think they dont have them are the ones who need the most help. good job. Becca

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Lum Nothing 21 August 2008

I really like your poem. I only counted 5 sins in the poem though. I still like it though.

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