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Jun 2021
Money comes and goes
just under eight grand this week
I’m still not happy

Time is worth way more
I only work two weeks tops
I’m still not happy

Plenty of money
plenty of time for myself
I’m still not happy

I would spend it all
without a blink of an eye
for one day with her

Money can’t buy love
money cant fix a hurt heart
I hope that time can

I hope that time can
I really hope that time can
I hope that time can
Written by
RobbieG  31/M/U.S
(31/M/U.S)   
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