If you desperately hope,
in
third seat can not take even a second
trying to be first.
If I lie to you I repent,
avowed intent of feeling guilty
am homeless, ragged
submission.
If I lose my incomplete
weak in the casino game,
heart is not full, not crowded.
If you look at me I melt,
and a landmark if you commit,
you my love, my crime. CL
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