Life

by Fallen Angel   Feb 8, 2006


Nothin comes without a price
this is the story of all our lives
raining money into zaitans hands
money set aflame
iron hands without shame
any thing will come and go
it will burn or rot
turn the elevation until you get what you sought
for the end of life
earn it soon it burns away
vanity with out loss
anything can leave
give it time it will leave on the most hurtfully eve
she left me pockets empty
loveless life less i only wish someone would give me that one chance

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  • 17 years ago

    by Tracy D Rollings

    Great poem , flow was good , great point and well expressed, all in all well written poem, good job, your friend Tracy dean 5/5

  • 18 years ago

    by Hurtingsoul

    Hey jesse finally you put another poem up i really liked it this is the best one yet kk see ya at skool
    Take care
    HS a.k.a arlene

  • 18 years ago

    by Just That Girl

    Gr8 Poem...Keep It Up!