Married,
divorced, married and then single
The
cycle goes through every spoke of the wheel
The
life we all go through hoping it will last
Waiting
for the sunset and the glorious colours
Some
couples just can't take the long distance
They
are the sprinters then they lose interests
They
aren't the married kind they should stay single
Play
the game but don't get committed....
Some
get married to run away with sins
They
don't want to get sent to prison for a while
They
don't want to get black listed in their lives
Gettting
married seems the logical way to stay clean
Some
just want to go for the young bodies and faces
They
get rid of the old and bring in the young
They
will feel high in their minds and bodies
It
is just for the middle distance only
Then
time takes its toll
Old
age knocking the door
They
are all alone...
Money..what
can it do?
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