i don’t have
the luxury
of being
self righteous
i don’t have
the means
to being
regular
righteous
i have a tongue
that carves
as well
as thoughts
that pierce
yet
inflicting pain
is the last thing
i wish to do
but
it is on
the list
written in blood
underlined
five or six times
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An interesting take at the last bit of the poem.
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the lower rings of hell are differentiated by the slightest of sins
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