Fingertips

Cold bit my fingertips
as i bit back the tears
when did the world turn so cold
the price of life
reduced to a cup of water
25 cents for my soul
can we expect changes
when we cannot accept ourselves
I wonder if this beginning is the end
4 i know I must die
that others may live
2 restore not 2 destroy
as the masses do their end

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