It starts with a dream, a seductive gleam
Money, parties, or high self-esteem
The dream slowly faded, leaving us jaded
Our sins we demand back, and happily traded
I am the death of your scheme
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Jonathan Lawrence
Haiku writer.
When life gives you ink, make penstrokes.
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ooooo, I enjoyed this