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On Hire

Though your dough is plentiful

And you never leave me short

I cant stand this life no longer

Where my love is being bought

 

Crush me, dont bribe me

I admit I've done you wrong

Why dont you punish me,

Show me you can be strong?

 

Instead you ply me with goodies

Try like mad to keep me sweet

Yet you know I never loved you

You never swept me off my feet

 

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on hirebribecrushpunishmilk and honey

Mundane

My insides writhe like pit of snakes
As my mind runs away.
It flees from my mistakes,
Made with good intent,
As fast as my ambition got me there.
Why does my ego tote me around like a child?
Why does it feel like I'm always being punished
By my mundane thoughts?
What am I doing?

Rotting.

I eat the snake.
I abandon my ambition.
I punish myself from now on.

 

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