Thirst

mountain

I have a thirst for things i see,
be it a drink,fame or money,

the more I get,the more I want,
it keeps me busy and uneasy.

The thirst goes wild as time pass by,
things add up in the list and my throat dries
there is a fear of having nothing to quench
dry i’ll be dead with too much resent.

Thirst is although good sometimes for me,
I know what to get,what it will be,
When it dries inside i know what to do,
keep working like this as i am about to.

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