Finding Love Or Love In A Dollar

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Submitted: June 06, 2016

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Some say money is like a butterfly that it comes pretty and is gone fast 

 
I feel it could never be true, the butterfly evolves from crawling and the beauty comes to hatch; 
 
Money may crawl in the dirt from my finger to yours 
 
It smells the same, and your eyes sparkle more for the green then natures galore 
 
 
 
How did the flow of a coin and paper start, forever and ever we've always needed some trade 
 
Why do I need from you, and you from me, we our all brothers and sisters where memory's stay as we fade; 
 
Cause then you can go to the grave with a heart so full, and one by one they cry loud in respect 
 
I'm It's you who would give open arms and open heart, and now it's you who they bless 
 
 
 
I think and imagine what if the world really did revolve around love 
 
How much could we do, what if religion or color didn't matter and everyone had a feeling inside in which heartfelt emotion would flood; 
 
That a random person didn't give you a funny look, instead they pronounced there name followed by a hug 
 
Maybe without certain things like money, people wouldn't feel corrupted to do such horror and feel within air the love 
 
 
Maybe every eye is looking towards me thinking that is one crazy man
 
Or maybe you just haven't seen the beauty in my crazy, a crazy that should spread across the land 
 


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