Why must you tease the girl?
Why must you hurt her by picking up the rhyme to her steps as if it was just a mere penny—
Casting it away onto the sidewalk, laughing, moving on down the street.
As, after all, it's only one cent.
But what you can't see is that—
That penny, to me, it's made of gold.
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RandomThey say you can't keep emotions locked up in a bottle. So. I've decided to write them down. --- [Poetry and Thoughts] - •Ranked 3rd in #listen •Ranked 2nd in #letitout out of 86 stories on June 25, 2021 •Ranked 1st in #betweenthelines [May 12, 20...
