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If I had religion, and it pulsed through my veins like it does in some, I'd recant all the sins I have committed since I met you: Lust, envy, pride, wrath, greed, and gluttony. But instead I decant the Seven Deadly Sins inside of me: Lust, envy, pride, wrath, greed, and gluttony, Everything except the acedia that you stole away forever.
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Feb 24, 2014
Feb 24, 2014 at 6:05 PM UTC
Acedia
If I had religion, and it pulsed through my veins like it does in some, I'd recant all the sins I have committed since I met you: Lust, envy, pride, wrath, greed, and gluttony. But instead I decant the Seven Deadly Sins inside of me: Lust, envy, pride, wrath, greed, and gluttony, Everything except the acedia that you stole away forever.
Acedia: apathy, boredom, sloth
elizabeth-park
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Feb 24, 2014
Feb 24, 2014 at 6:05 PM UTC
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