Cold fingers slowly squeezing
Breath of life from within
Desire for everything deserved
Acceptance never an option
Insatiable want steeps the soul
There are no cures fittingly
They wouldn’t be good enough
Or plentiful in the nice things
Cast by insecurity within wax
The hollow shell, all that remains
A life lived by envy and greed
if only being human was enough
Very good!!
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Thank you my dear
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