Do I know the subtle, the shallow things in life? 

Or is it merely my destiny forever to be seeking 

That which is not ours to see?

Avaricious abundance, announcing

Blasphemous betrayals

Concertina cavorting cacophonous cadence

Depicting death-desired dread

Half a dozen pink hearts 

Strewn across glowing white screen 

Girls guessing at identities 

Of secret beaus 

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