Ambition drove many men to become false; to have one thought locked in the breast, another ready on the tongue.—Sallust
*To KJ.
That your asking me ha?
Had a sound of, a kind of
Echoing laughter
When I asked you about A part of you
I thought you are
All too willing
To share
That your asking me back
Tells me my being inquisitive
Should never be allowed,
Only to lose of what
To you
I believed
*
As with Mike Enriquez:
I won’t triple you brown
Unless you admit it
False, your Sallustian belief
*
That your asking me ha?!
Had an eventful cruel impact
After I tried to ask the second time
Efforting
Only for the benefit of the doubt
*
Excuse me po ser
You who isn’t you
It serves to confirm my
Being, my idiocy
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