Lust
Whats invested?
When there’s nothing to lose
Sorta obsessed
Its all i can digest
You are what you eat
I’d be a morphing mosaic
Of the divine
For the ones I’ve lusted
Couldn’t fill my endless appetite
For every little part of me
Is what I give
In Every bite
Come back baby,
Come back.
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