Indecision clouds my view

corrupts my judgment

The world offers not one clue

As to what might be absent

-I want more



Why so cold and ungrateful

For you have life and are able

Such beauty of an angle

And all that surrounds is death, angel?

-I want more



Happiness is in the eye of the beholder

or is it beauty to the older

Wiser were the words of

darkness as it had enough

-I want more



He took  me then

Into his home, into his den

For I was blinded yet again

Barely saved by the sidemen

-I want more



Envy of every bird that flutters freely

Of every fish that swims aimlessly

Of every star that shines eternally

Envy was the death of me - the birth of me

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