Till the Moneys Gone

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It doesn’t stop 
Till the moneys gone
Around the way
It doesn’t take too long
At least I feel something
Not nothing
A relaxing
Freedom in my brain
No recompence
No remorse any more
Just out of  
And looking to score
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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