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Chapter 21 - The Seven Deadly Sins (7)

The sin of jealousy

The most vile

I feel no empathy

For all are like bile,

I see what I lack

And I desire to take

My soul's turning black

My new form, a snake,

The precursor of all but Pride

I'm the sin least friendly

The sin that always lied

I am Envy!