by Red Widow

Created on: July 07, 2009

Poetry: The Price of Lust

Remember there's a price you pay for lust,

it'll render you a minus rather than a plus;

and those that once believed you...now

has no faith nor trust.

A permanent circle around your ring finger

where a ring once settled is now collecting

dust, and all because your cheating habits

kept filling your mind with thoughts of lust.

Lust will cause you to lose everything, lust

renders nothing but a moment of satisfaction;

and out of that moment your loss will cost you

a quarter of a fraction.

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