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Treasure
These are riches of a broken man,
The blessings keep pouring
but I’ve got holes in my hand
Can't afford ascension
It's too expansive
I started life with all the answers
Now I look back for questions
With foolish words
Foolish thoughts
Foolish intentions
Fool of love
Or fool of shit
Beautiful perception
Rip the scabs so there's no scars on my heart
Pain paid with pleasure
See currently pains been my currency
These are my riches,
Broken and treasured
The blessings keep pouring
but I’ve got holes in my hand
Can't afford ascension
It's too expansive
I started life with all the answers
Now I look back for questions
With foolish words
Foolish thoughts
Foolish intentions
Fool of love
Or fool of shit
Beautiful perception
Rip the scabs so there's no scars on my heart
Pain paid with pleasure
See currently pains been my currency
These are my riches,
Broken and treasured
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