Valuables
My heart is cold, I’m freezing to death. I’m freezing slowly I wish I could be bless, try to do right but life is a mess. My heart is a treasure chest, you have a chance to unlock it and get valuables, but don’t be a gold digger, for therefore my soul is valuable, my mind is valuable. My words lust upon you but don’t fall in love, don’t waste my time, don’t waste my valuables. I am afraid, you throw the key in the deep dark ocean and I can’t find it, if you do so I will jump in the ocean and receive my key, but you won’t see me again. I get my key unlock my chest, let out my valuables then I turn to death.
Copyright © Davontay Harris | Year Posted 2016
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