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Tasted of the illicit fruit
Bittersweet, longing still
Overreached, I followed suit
Stared hungrily, eyes to fill
Dreamt of running fingers
Down your pretty face
Didn’t know the harbingers
Of a heart displaced
Beautiful you, oh such a mirage
I’d run for you but you’d never last
List the cons, such a barrage
Of things I can’t stand in your past
Breaking out, I’ll cut the cords
That tie your heart to mine
If I knew they were empty words
I wouldn’t have been so blind
Beautiful you, sweet words in mind
You’re another of those fleeting dreams
I’ll look until I find the kind
Who’s more than he really seems
