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How much do you think it hurts
When now that i'm older and less accomplished
you just walk on me like dirt?
Well what's really cold
is how when i was little
you acted like i was made of ******** silver and gold.
Well now it's gettin' too late mama,
you're gettin' pretty old.
And soon all you're gonna have left is some imaginary
******** silver and gold.
- by Xx-Riot_Makerr-xX |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/29/2011 |
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- Title: Silver and Gold
- Artist: Xx-Riot_Makerr-xX
- Description: This is a poem dedicated to a certain mother of mine.
- Date: 07/29/2011
- Tags: silver gold
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