Addictive predictions
Addiction is wicked
That pulls you within
No rest for the best
When others are not
Addicted so seems
But prisoners of
The body existence body existence body existence
Accept the brief moments of freedom
To turn a blind eye
Crash a pronoun into a wall.
Let us quit complaining
Carry on with our lives
All fair and square you get what you want so get what you want
There is a time and a place
For everything
For everything is everything.
Verbal bliss. That is.