GoldA Poem by Lanais my life worth living if I'm not giving? I want all the diamonds in the world but you can't make diamonds without creating a mess I wish we all lived life the way we were supposed to laughing, dreaming and swimming in the most beautiful beaches in the world and everyone created equal instead some get sick and fall off bridges while I lay down in a field of lavender and no roses around me ever had thorns I've only been bitten by this awful song that plays in every home our bodies tarnish like rusted gold we are not pure but have no currency we are temporary and the coins come in different shape some large some small and ultimately they are left to rot somewhere on the shore of a broken land is my life worth living if I'm not giving? I want to make every light shine like it was supposed to to clean the jewels that have never ever been given any thought just to rinse it off with aluminum foil and make it shiny again restore all of its pain is my life worth living if I'm not giving away my wealth?
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