Chapter 87

Covet

There are those
We may covet
When they become aware
They say cram it

There are those
We may worship
When they become aware
The finger us they flip

There are those
We may want
When they become aware
They see it as a stupid stunt

There are those
We may desire
When they become aware
They throw our heart into the fire

There are those
We may love
When they become aware
Away us they shove

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