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Dollars are paid

It doesn't matter
What I say
Lover, you're tomorrow
Loving everything today

You can think you're not worth
Your "accidental" birth
But dollars are paid
for children like you to be made

Your ugliness is only in
your disgust of a must,
and a will to live
Baby, Tell me, what else have you got to give?

You've got locks of a goddess
And eyes described in sonnets
You're tomorrow
and you're today



Written by CagedGazeonSunRays
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