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How often is lust Mistaken for love Lost in jeweled eyes Wanting to seize the day But too tired to breathe Acting like a fool In search of a Wondrous place But crashing out Into disastrous Situations Been mincing words To dilute the bitterness But it only made it worse A hard pill to swallow But I swallowed it whole And took some more Drove down the road Found her between Pacific coast highway And Studebaker But that was the end Fantastical fantasy Fatally adjourned The antidote For the venom That had been had A nuance of words Solicited illicitly That which Should never have been Had been told And what unfolded Was not destiny But erroneous choices With unforetold consequences That made us ashamed For all that had been lost
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Mar 4
Mar 4, 2026 at 11:01 PM UTC
Hand to Mouth
How often is lust Mistaken for love Lost in jeweled eyes Wanting to seize the day But too tired to breathe Acting like a fool In search of a Wondrous place But crashing out Into disastrous Situations Been mincing words To dilute the bitterness But it only made it worse A hard pill to swallow But I swallowed it whole And took some more Drove down the road Found her between Pacific coast highway And Studebaker But that was the end Fantastical fantasy Fatally adjourned The antidote For the venom That had been had A nuance of words Solicited illicitly That which Should never have been Had been told And what unfolded Was not destiny But erroneous choices With unforetold consequences That made us ashamed For all that had been lost
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Mar 4
Mar 4, 2026 at 11:01 PM UTC
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