No Money, No Time... Poem by Anna Osipova

No Money, No Time...



No money, no time,
No dreams to come true.
Sell your soul for a dime,
Sell your shoes for two.

No smiles, no pain,
No words to forget.
Pick a mask for your day,
Pick a dress for your death.

No people, no trust,
No things to be done.
Every day is the last,
Every life is the one.

Thursday, March 23, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophical
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