Sin

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    Sin

     What is a sin but a mistake of the past? Is it a dark blemish upon a soul? Purity is fleeting but sin does last; It isn't buried in a grassy knoll. Saintlyhood is forever; a sweet fame; The bareness of a soul causes some joy; But commit a sin and you lose your name: All it takes is a pretty girl or boy To cause rejection from society And ensnare you in a shameful nightmare. Why didn't we show more propriety? Wait-- To hide my love? I would never dare. Sins are never fleeting- nor is passion. Alas, love: blackened souls are the fashion

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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    RxParanoia’s Poems (33)

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