The Price is clear and cheap
And yet I hesitate to pay. The product is one I’ve needed for a long time, But I can’t help to think Is it worth it?
It’s only one night, but that night at least let’s me feel more. More than the lonely young girl, listening to ballads and dying her hair alone in her little world. The price I pay is for a night of protection from my own thoughts, and the chance to pretend, that I mean more. I am more.
I was never meant to be the type of person that wondered about this price, Let alone paid it. But times are hard, for dreamers like me. But to be honest, I’m running low on dreams And soon I won’t be able to afford that one night of companionship.
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Kaya Terlaak
A young poet, trying to figure myself out
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