Chapter 1


by: x_i_am_x
Money is rather nice,
But comes with a price.
Money is war,
Money, want more?
I have scars on my heart,
And blood on my lips.
I was in love from the start.
My hands now on your hips.

Money is good,
"Money?" "We should."
Money is gone,
Money, so long.
My tongue was on the other side,
Of another one's teeth.
I invited myself inside,
Now show me underneath.

No more money,
This isn't funny.
I got no money,
All rain not sunny.
But as my fingers slip,
I start to feel a pain.
My stomach does a flip,
As she grabbed a cane.

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