Overdraft
I spend money to compensate
for my happiness
buying material things -But
these are cold and un-compassionate
compared to your love my dear.
Holding these items - Are
the nearest I can get to you
these days.
I Spend, Spend, Spend.
My balance is empty
like my life now
but I don't give a damn
for as long as you are an overdraft
I will keep on spending.
B...
Written 20 July 2004
Copywriter UK 2004
See authors stories on his site>>http://storypen.com/fromtheheart1
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