Do you live in poverty? Underneath a diamond seaMallory
The oxygen that was meant for me is wearing pretty thin,
Beauty (they say) comes from inside, something we all try to hide
You don’t know what’s in my mind, please just look away

Everything I do  is for you, and this sentiment won’t do,
But I love you and I want you to love me to

Always I find you there, always I find you there

Look at life bought with a price don’t you find it rather nice?
Shall we all just have a slice and leave it when it’s done?
Or is there more than we see, stirring down inside of me?
‘I’ll only have it, if it’s free” – is my first reply

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