Treasure of Lust
The abject of loveAlign from the acute distance of self comfort
Illusion of ones co-existence
Wondered away like a frame of fire
Bearing roses that fade away
Decay of seed that spice up emotions
Fallacy of love engross the soul
Living life out of purpose
Abate believe to suit ones ego
Clinging to the lust of the fresh
That path our way
Painted with erotic and favourable desire
Willing to compromise with the taste of fun
Discontent with rejection of unholy doing
Living life out of purpose
Decadence of self visualisation
Prompting and fussing negative aroma of lust
With the zeal of wanting it that way
Even when beaming the flash light of reality
Adventuring into the world of self comfort
Living life out of purpose
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