9.12.07

XII.

They said the gnashing of teeth would be too much for me to handle.
(To counteract my transgressions...)
They sealed this smile to my face by only the wax of a candle.
Now I'm stuck with this grin,
That's as habitual as sin.
(They were more than correct)
The weeping and gnashing of teeth is all that i hear and more than I can stand.

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