A wish
Ostensibly
candid desire
But not
enough to fuel the fire
Too readily
quenched
My Achilles
is well and truly entrenched
Immune to resistance
Sagacity
lingers at a distance
Barriers
built
Susceptible
only to seeping guilt
Awash
But the
hedonist is so hard to quash
Propelled
Compelled
To acquiesce
To the
pseudo haven that masks distress
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