Cocomonrhoe
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life
I'm rich, you see not
not with silly paper of men or plastic rectangle sins
but I'm rich
i'm rich with color
I'm rich of struggle
of disrespect
see that lil paper is nothing compared to my piles of pride those dead men can't compare to my accounts full of pain
that visa can't pay for the countless nights of deprived rest dreams of not having the best
the only thing that's more rich than I
is my pen full of ink
where I write my words not paying for a shrink
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A Bank Full
I'm rich, you see not not with silly paper of men or plastic rectangle sins but I'm rich i'm rich with color I'm rich of struggle of disrespect see that lil paper is nothing compared to my piles of pride those dead men can't compare to my accounts full of pain that visa can't pay for the countless nights of deprived rest dreams of not having the best the only thing that's more rich than I is my pen full of ink where I write my words not paying for a shrink  |
