All these thrills and pageantry
All these games and dares
Will it matter to you, Lover
When you discover nothing there?
Is all this entertainment?
Is the trophy on your shelf?
Is my cavern still my gateway?
Or have you claimed it for yourself?
And what of all these acres
Sprawled out beyond your mark?
Does that real estate hold interest?
Or is it just a place to park?
As this thirst becomes a burden,
A farce and a misdeed
I’m learning not to bother
Maybe I’m all I need
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