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7 shades of sin for someone going straight to hell

Blue is for the lust you stoke up 
every time you come near me
Orange is for the gluttony I feel 
each time I think of you
Greed is what I feel when 
everything turns yellow like the sun
It's sloth I experience when 
I'm lazing around and having fun.
And the sky goes a pale shade of blue
Just a lighter hue
My wrath is like none other
And knows no bounds
It's red like your marital bed
I've learned to contain my envy though
Which could get green
Must also reign in my pride
Which is the royal shade of purple!

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