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Promiseless

Promises, promises.
Apple-feighned oranges.
Addicts claim rehab, yet
itch to have more of this.

Order this, order that.
Bought a fish, got a cat.
Bigger boats needed,
yet neither floats even.

Buyers remorse?
Get me all worked up
then buy me a horse.
I'm addict by choice.
Level headers rejoice!

I'm not buying what I can't afford.
I'm not lying about what i hoard.
I mean store. I'm not a hoarder...
I get angry, my patience grows shorter.

Riddled me this, tit for tat.
Little needs more of this and that.
The more i've had, the more I lost.
The less I sell, the more it cost.

Few are more while plenty seem less.
I rather keep one while you claim the mass.
Written by Drieks
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