Tuesday, January 07, 2020

what you shan't

it's cast in stone
you shall not yearn: -
or lust after what's not your's to begin with
or binge on alcohol even to drown your sorrows
or give yourself over to sensuality
or delay what you can do now
or blocked your own path upnorth with thorns
of stir up wars with your words



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