You wanna know how much money I make?

You wanna know how much money I make?

A Poem by Daniel Kivlehan
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Well?

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Serene dances in crystal grace.

You wanna know much money I make?

Your sunshine smile transcends our entire race.

You wanna know how much money I make?

Creating iridescent reflections that seem so out of place.

You wanna know how much money I make?

I bounced off of a crystal staircase in blind faith.

You wanna know how much money I make?

Sliding down impossible symphonies, it grates.

You wanna know how much money I make?

Irretrievable pain never waited for fate.

You wanna know how much money I make?

Wait for my carnivourous thirst to sate.

You wanna know how much money I make?

I am the embodiment of take.

You wanna know how much money I make?

The existential rate.

© 2014 Daniel Kivlehan


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Added on February 19, 2014
Last Updated on February 19, 2014
Tags: Philosophy, questioning, money, wealth, need, desire, greed

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Daniel Kivlehan
Daniel Kivlehan

London, Essex, United Kingdom



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