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Feeding On Gasoline
as you feed on gasoline
everyday, though a machine you're not
wanting to be an engine
on a 3, turbo-powered and always active
no matter what i say
you go on with what makes you happy
so you tell me
and i have all my wishes for you
go on
have a good dose of gas
feed on it
every moment, burn, burn, burn
glow and have the hearth of the heart
be bad, burn, and then char and then be
just a name somewhere
engraved, as i write the epitaph
'here lies a man
his dreams all granted
he burned himself to death
in the name of love and lust
now he is happily become dust'
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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