Pride

by stargirl49   May 15, 2006


Pride is sometimes known in our world as a terrible gruesome monster.
Though most people won't admit it, they are victims of pride.
Pride chooses carefully whom it wants to devour.
And sometimes it surprises the most humble of us all.

To ensnare its victime,
Pride sometimes takes the form of a pretty well-loved thing.
But then, when we reach for it,
it turns back into its original hideous shape and quickly sweeps you up.
And, of course, Pride's victims rarely ever see the pure light of day again.
They become so caught up in themselves, that they don't realize that the good things in life are just passing them by.

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  • 17 years ago

    by myshiningstar14

    I love ur variety and the way you approach ur subjects with such humbleness :) keep it up hunn an love chris forever.,...but love Christ first and formost..to rly love chris you must love christ..together and apart...*best wishes*

    ur s***
    Lissa