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Montetary Value


Wanting to forfeit this bank I call life My back is scarred, being continuously stabbed with this dull knife Pennies... Nickels.... Dimes.... All add up to one thing you can't find I'm not so sure what's running through your mind Maxing out your credit card Wishing you'd change has become hard Did I mention, that I caught onto your "intention"? Spending money was your way of getting attention.
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