They envy our sins,
So they come to our inn's,
Why this is not a thing we know,
Noteven your woe,
So they do what they do,
So they can be like me and you,
They tempt fate comming in late,
Smiling from a wild date,
Not knowing the comming hate,
And there period is late,
What fate.
A contest entry
- bad kids by Deathless1.
450 points, ended May 8, 2008, 8 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Comments
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'They envy our sins' waas my favorite line. It had truth to it that people never envy other peoples good deeds, only their sins.
The rhyming seemed a bit forced in places but overall this was a great write -
Forgot someinfo in my comment
I love it, honestly... i didn't know you had it in you.
Peace+Love!
Jake!!!
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Daniel, Iove it
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the first line really drew me in. " they envy our sin". it is fantastic. the lose interpetation is something els i like. thank you for entering.
KNIGHT TIME
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