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Nothing burns brighter than a greedy heart Wrought with pleasures and fueled with pride As if self destruction was what he sought The flames eating, crackling away A mind contorted, flash frozen in pure gold Permanently holding his thoughts, bitter cold And as his salvation begins to fade Like all his friends who've glumly turned away His dark twisted heart, now charred and burnt The ashes, the ashes, crisp and frayed And like all men his legacy dims Lost in the sands of time But those singed greeds can always remain Beneath the dirt, with the passing of seasons and years And like all men they hungrily dig Ending up desiring all the same
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Aug 14, 2013
Aug 14, 2013 at 6:17 PM UTC
Greed of Time
Nothing burns brighter than a greedy heart Wrought with pleasures and fueled with pride As if self destruction was what he sought The flames eating, crackling away A mind contorted, flash frozen in pure gold Permanently holding his thoughts, bitter cold And as his salvation begins to fade Like all his friends who've glumly turned away His dark twisted heart, now charred and burnt The ashes, the ashes, crisp and frayed And like all men his legacy dims Lost in the sands of time But those singed greeds can always remain Beneath the dirt, with the passing of seasons and years And like all men they hungrily dig Ending up desiring all the same
mr-e
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Aug 14, 2013
Aug 14, 2013 at 6:17 PM UTC
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