How Many Coins

How Many Coins short poem

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How many coins for a life?
A new life to start.
Where you’ll save your love good,
And where you’ll spend it smart.
How many coins for a new face.
One with less lines,
One that can impress,
One that feels fine.
How many coins for new eyes,
One that have seen less.
That would be fooled by the lies.
One with less stories to confess.
How many coins for a new smile.
One that is true,
One who’s lips aren’t as vile
One that will keep smiling through;
How many coins for death;
How many does he require;
To end a life that never was lived;
To end a life that never expired

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