she felt better
about her life. less guilty.
clean for a short while.
washed of her sins.
but then she went
back to her usual ways
of lying,
cheating, manipulating.
adultery and taking
the Lord's name in vain.
it was okay though,
confession was seven days
a week,
the priest would find her
standing at the door
with a smile on her face,
holding her check list.
she was good for a few
hours, but sadly she
couldn't sustain it.
and truthfully, who can?
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