Wicked grins and knowing glances

Claimed and laid claim
But all just a game
Built empty this hollow
I can’t myself, follow
Led by desire
For some I don’t tire

Romance not wanted
I tried and I hunted
But deception works deeper
My delusion, my deceiver

Indulging in pleasure
It’s what passes for treasure
From a palate grown mired
In broken desires

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