misanthropeerin

Just a little me
2004-03-13 04:33:41 (UTC)

budget

There's no need for green paper
Stained, by avaricious owners with sweaty palms
The store I need
Went out of business years back
I'll turn tricks
And forget to pick up the check
Just to gain sanity
From the feel of another human being
Without mortage
Bills to another address
Everything I own is in excess
But I can't define a quantity of romance
With retail price and added tax
Coinage over time feels soft
Maybe someone else
Unparallel
Cried the same tear
And lacking that priceless commodity
Used green paper
To catch the final bill of broken love




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