My Money Poem by Laura arwen

My Money



With my money
I want to
buy everything comes
to my mind
The money is
very important to
me
I try to
spend less I
can to get
a lot of
money in the
future
My money is
one of the
most sacred things
that you may
have
Their money is
necessary for my
haughty livelihood
It doesn't make
an emotional and
relational sense to
the life
To have effectively
it is the
only reason to
dream a possible
future life
I enjoy to
have my money
It can be
a tangible obsession
Making a lot
of money is
definitively a priority
I want to
spend my money
for books and
for the necessary
for the writing
Unfortunately the money
is vital for
a modest life
My money are
untouchable from other
people because I'm
extremely jealous about
it
It is my
constant and disturbing
thought

Tuesday, November 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: money
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