Discontent

It started small,

This tiny rage,

That built a fire

Then burst ablaze.

To now engulf

The gifts once held,

Leaving ashes

With an empty shell.

James 1:14-17
But every man is tempted, when he is drawn away of his own lust, and enticed. Then when lust hath conceived, it bringeth forth sin: and sin, when it is finished, bringeth forth death.
Do not err, my beloved brethren. Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning.

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