Sadistic Gift

Wish every wish you're told to make
The biggest ones resigned to fate
By chance the smiles that held their weight
As much as you would denigrate
And advocate reality
As a product of unpleasantry
(It was not a dream
It is not a dream)
And you are very much so awake
Although fortune's gifts may not shake
Infinite sense and tepid horrors
To live is suffer and beg for more



Credits
Writer(s): Tom Rabon
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