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Published: 2004-09-05 06:41:06 +0000 UTC; Views: 202; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 4
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You wish and prayand never see
the spark that was supposed to be.
You fake it
you pretend
and hope that noone sees,
You fake it
you pretend
you bend the truth,
and hope that everyone believes you.
My day will come
I wish it would be quick.
My heart very heavy with disgust
You can not stop my weak and unforgiving heart...
I really donβt see you trying.
I am too young,
the stress is too much.
I am trying my best,
the relationship is too weak.
Money
IS
the problem.
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cognitiveg [2004-09-07 11:06:27 +0000 UTC]
Money, reminds me of the pink floyd song, Again your words allow for so much imagrey in my head
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freeshell In reply to cognitiveg [2004-09-07 15:58:21 +0000 UTC]
It is funny huh, how people can throw paper away everyday, but cherish the green kind with numbers on it? I do not like the idea of money. Back in the day you could barder with something you made or what your livestock could make..now a days everything is controlled by the government! PLEASE LET ME TRADE MY CHEESE.. hehe just kidding.
~Shelly
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