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Evil Truths on Recycling Trash

She left out of what she
thought was necessity
only to find more disparity
no clarity and an empty bank account.

She ran back barefoot and in the rain
slipping on his welcome mat and
falling back on his dick.

Cha-ching.


It's sad but financial security
means everything today.

Love isn't even real
and if we want to argue
about it money isn't either
but it pays those pesky bills.
Written by nikkimoe
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