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The Succulent Turkey drew my attention, Beckoning me with its plump figure How could i resist its alluring whispers? Nay! I become familiar with my triggers For its piquant facade May curse my wild tongue In a state like a drunk Cease this at once! I must sway towards reason Yet i overhear the others consume the dead brute Munching on its Crisp outer skin, while sipping on fresh gin O, how plush the meat is! My body trembles Woe to my eyes! Hail my sense As its aroma tempts my stomach into hysteria Breaking my barriers! Halt! I cannot control myself! My hand hovers above the Corpse Yes, It is a feast in the name of Jesus, its point to please us However i cannot continue to over-indulge, i must flee! My reasoning for this, some may comprehend I confess to the lord i am gluttonous Everyday I struggle to cope with my habits Every swallow of good shoves the melancholy down temporarily, Thus, the cycle continues. I witness this day as the birth of Jesus Christ Yet this celebration I musn't take part in.
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Dec 25, 2020
Dec 25, 2020 at 5:23 PM UTC
Gluttony
The Succulent Turkey drew my attention, Beckoning me with its plump figure How could i resist its alluring whispers? Nay! I become familiar with my triggers For its piquant facade May curse my wild tongue In a state like a drunk Cease this at once! I must sway towards reason Yet i overhear the others consume the dead brute Munching on its Crisp outer skin, while sipping on fresh gin O, how plush the meat is! My body trembles Woe to my eyes! Hail my sense As its aroma tempts my stomach into hysteria Breaking my barriers! Halt! I cannot control myself! My hand hovers above the Corpse Yes, It is a feast in the name of Jesus, its point to please us However i cannot continue to over-indulge, i must flee! My reasoning for this, some may comprehend I confess to the lord i am gluttonous Everyday I struggle to cope with my habits Every swallow of good shoves the melancholy down temporarily, Thus, the cycle continues. I witness this day as the birth of Jesus Christ Yet this celebration I musn't take part in.
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peculiar-1
Dec 25, 2020
Dec 25, 2020 at 5:23 PM UTC
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