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REAL POVERTY
Contributed by
2bpositive
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Tuesday, 9th November 2010 @ 10:27:54 PM in AEST
Topic:
InspirationalPoems
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If I would own nothing, poverty would be my name
If I would acquire wealth, with it a name
Now I pass by my friends of old
They are as strangers, as my feelings are cold
Money has spoiled my heart of flesh
And has relinquished the warmth that was once fresh
Now as I grow old and start to reflect
I realize my mistakes, but can no longer connect
And for this I weep, for when all has been said
What I have been left, is no better than one dead
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Re: REAL POVERTY
(User Rating: 1 ) by duff on
Tuesday, 9th November 2010 @ 11:00:41 PM AEST (User
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Learning the old lesson that money can't buy you happiness after it's already too late. Your words bring this individuals pain and bad decisions out in splendid fashion. Well done.
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