she sat infront of me
trying to convey wisdom
to be pitch from unlimited
endeavor at a fix price
i rolled my eye trying to
see deep in her soul
but none only profit nest
i breathe un-ease one more
i realize i am trap with desire
no turning back but listen
to her speech so fast, few
remains embedded in my skull
which encrouch on my resistance
i did agree, yes i will pay monthly
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