The rich kid

Sun, 09/30/2018 - 11:29 -- LeQol

The rich kid the rich kid cries too'cause no matter how much gold you mineyou'll never be able to buy peace of mindno matter how bright the diamond shinesif your smile is dull, happy stays behind the rich kid can be acquinted with depression toohave the same sympathy for them you'd like others to have for you 

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