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Martyrs die for lust, as lust will martyr all ones trust.
Though satisfaction gratifies, none surpass the subtle lies.
Build a hope upon the beach, soft colored hearts are all then bleached
The tears will shed like clouds at burst, the coldness of alone is first.
Despair will follow afterwards, and none can mend the fence with words
Thus lust was greater than ones fate, not far away from heart aches and hate.
Disillusioned from love unproven, pervade the inner thoughts whilst losen.
Justify a skewed reality, will equate to an ill served morality.
It shows the trust is always frail, and to yield love from ones lust will fail.
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