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I always figured as far as sins go

Sloth wouldn’t be that bad

Cause it’s not one of the big three of temptation

Or envy, pride or wrath

But appearances can be deceiving

What might seem harmless can be the most insidious

And sloth won’t let you go once he’s got you in his grasp

With his soft-spoken whispers

Hard work is oh so hard, don’t you just want to sit and relax


Every time you think you have found your motivation

He hides it when you are sleeping

And all your best-laid plans, are scattered in the morning light

What’s the point in trying, if the sun won’t even shine

Pale as fog, they stand by your side

While you look quite the same

Blind to how you’re wasting away

Your eyes grow more sunken each morning

And all food has lost its taste


Numb to your own starvation

And how muscle wastage makes you sway

The thought of facing a new day too overwhelming

Your words are bone dry whispers as you agree

Too...hard....why...try...

You turn back toward your bed

Waking drains your energy, and now you need to rest

The tendrils he commands act as your guide

While victory paints his lips, in as close as they’ll come to a smile

That’s right...Sleep, for a while

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