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Theme: Lust

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The first to raise its head and beckon glimmers
Its wake depicts a vault, a key, a crown
A crash! The creature, weak and feeble
Struggling under weight of gold
Inviting you, nay, begging, knock it down

The next stands tall, it dons the crown and smiles
A radiant beauty emanating forth
The scene of all you wish you had beguiles
And drives a jealous need to prove your worth

A haze of thickened, acrid fog surrounds you
Filling eyes and ears, and slows your path
To rest, perchance to sleep, temptation
Naught to stop you stopping here
Unwind, let others face the aftermath

Angry at your lack of will, the smog clears
The fourth is walking slowly in your way
Jostling and taunting you, the beast sneers
Adequately prepped to draw your rage

Now a shifting form appears before you
Its body twists to match what flesh desires
Supple limbs and silken skin
Surprising yet enticing now
That stills the heart and kindles carnal fires

The room awash with pleasant scents of feating
A calling to imbibe unto excess
Your stomach growls, with your control releasing
But, you resist cementing your success

The villains beat, no vice has overcome you
Some close, but no! Despite how hard they tried
You sit upon your twisted throne
Surrounded by your fallen foes
And in your beating heart you foster pride

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from Song A Week - Summer 2017, released August 31, 2017

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