There were two options for her. A bag full of money And a heart full of love. I wasn't really amazed to see her choosing the first one with ease. I knew she didn't deserve the right one. But off course hopes were clung to me. But it ain't no matter to me, As they got scattered into pieces The way it happened with my heart. The thing that shook me the most Was the fact How money became more precious than it meant to be And how love lost its meaning. They say money can't buy you happiness. But I say money can get you every Fuckin thing. And love would earn you nothing But tears. Well, this was how I lost the meaning of love. And I know, I'm not alone. I ain't complaining. I'm sympathising. I laugh when they say... " I'm in love. " Actually they mean to say " I'm either gonna loose or find the meaning of love " Love is a beautiful thing. But the way people is burying it's meaning Makes me feel sick of i
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