The ribbons of grass
Paving a pathway painted with temptations;
I can feel my heart’s fool,
Eager to tread upon the lush greenery
But I know the verdure
is too fragile to endure
And will wilt at the touch of snow
I can see the sporadic stretches of gravel ahead,
I know its the kind of pain I lust for
Dangerously tempting ribbons of bondage
But I am not ready to go where they lead
So I look away and swallow the taste of my greed


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