Original Poem: "Seven"(2018)
- Hannah Conroy

- Mar 24, 2023
- 1 min read
Updated: Sep 15, 2023
“Seven”
Smitten with what’s only in the mirror,
You roar with fiery hunger to feast.
Luxuria is clawing wicked, ready to play / clawing the wickedest itch
But the Green-Eyed Monster is near.
Insatiable appetite is screaming in your veins,
But Acedia engorges it with sweet sluggardy.
You’re bewitched by Rage.

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