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"money doesnt buy happiness"
money buys me clothes, books, jewellery, perfumes, shoes, holidays to tropical places. fym it doesnt buy happiness
Greed or Selfishness or Hunger --
Call it what you wish,
but I know the wishes of my own being --
My mind stuck fast, greedy with the want of your skin pressed against mine --
My selfish hands left wanting -- to be the only ones that hold you, and squeeze you, or pull you close --
And my lips hungering to kiss, every last inch, of your skin -- My tongue just as eager to taste all of you it possibly can --
Even if it all were to go on forever, unsated, you make me feel a desire, I have no wish or want to keep hidden --
V. Rue, 2025.
Wowwww!!! Such a pyaara gaana