Money With No Conscious

Rich in principle, but not in spirit
The money flows so rapidly, similar to the tears 
Happiness can not be bought 
Every cent holds an ounce of sentiment 
Spending feelings and counting emotions 
Hurt heart with full pockets 
Unbalanced mind, sees no profit in unhappy work
How can the rich feel so poor?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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