Pleasure of sins lures me to
sin.
Sins of pleasure follow me
in.
I sow sins to harvest
pleasure
And sow pleasure to harvest
sins.
Virtues might promise me
pleasure
But it is sins that assure of
it.
Sins are the food meant for
senses.
Virtues are the food made of
ego.
I do sins to derive pleasure
And then repent to cleanse my
soul.
Virtues I stay with; sins I
flirt with.
29.03.2007
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