I had faith in you.
Like the first gold coin,
I purchased with my meager saved salary.
You had told me to
Melt the gold.
So that all would become yellow.
And you could soak yourself
In all that you thought was precious.
I hate being rude,
But your measurement
Of what is precious
Is cheap to me.
You polish your skin with diamonds
But are you happy chewing them?
Your teeth might break…
Don’t chew them.
Oh! Who am I to stop you?
Neither your friend nor foe,
Just a random stranger
Trying to understand your sadness
That will make you happy,
When you peak into your life
After I go.
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