Growing Greed

Greeted with pleasures
Grating our needs and
Getting the simple, better of me--
Growing accustomed to
Greeting assumptions of
Greedy affairs and  past contemplations
Glaring at what I have done. 
Goodbyes with foul tasting allures  
Guessing my failures and making me
Grasp for what is
Gone forever. 

The End

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