Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2019
‪& while he’s in negotiations
She’s in his imagination.
Money don’t buy happiness & so his dollars need lamination.
Tears fall on hundred dollar bills.
The more liquid the more love spills.
Pride kills.
Trust me, the saddest papers are wills.
He let her go.‬
He let her grow.
He moved across the country without a word, it would be selfish to let her know.
& so. So? So? & so.
Through the speaker played a song slow.
Oh well, his money long though.
Written by
Pluck
185
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems