Don't show me your money now
With enough fillings I need nothing
Current bucks are rocks
For before you are far and distance
Help requested
Collateral given
But witlessness was your choice
Muted in empathy jar
Not responding, static heart of skinny leg
Known hunger assaulted me
Severely aggrieved
Gone to die
Friends among rich
Are worst friends if all of them is your similarity
Cheap in words
Doing nothing then paraded vanity
Those are never been walked on your consciousness
Almost fool.

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