Lust
As I wonder the roads of the world looking for gold,cold and alone I go,
with my bible in my hand,
trying not to make mistakes along the way,
Trying to prove to my self that I am a man,
when alone I stay,
even if I am surranded by all this lady's,
none of them now my name,
i want to keep it the same,
I feel shame at the end of the game,
but never with them 217 & 3N37JV,
because there all the same,
a lesson I had to learn,
as I wonder the roads of the world searching for a name.
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