Pride, lust, gluttony, anger, greed, two three one, three five two
They go hand in hand, all alone shadows dance, dark figures
Three two one, now I've got them trapped
A small box, shut tight, holding them within
Three one two, let me be, an..
..unwanted memory left broken, missing pieces, unfinished
Four one five, let me be, I no longer want to be a part of this torn painting
mmm, so, maybe not necessarily in a completely different direction, at least in my head. Memories can be haunting.
The last word of every line is from the interesting, if not amazing, poem by JDK titled “blushing”
"Blushing by JDK." Hello Poetry. N.p., 9 Apr. 2015. Web. 27 Oct. 2015.http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1146774/blushing/