Marketplace

Off to the market to buy love 

Mother sent you with five coins in your hand 

A worthless overpriced contraption

New shoes cost three

So two went to the alchemist under a wooden shed 

A knock-off in your hands 

Dancing happily to the gates of your house 

You held a watered down emotion 

Even more complex than the real thing

Guard never fully let down

Sharp toothed gates pulled halfway 

Scarring your hands as they reach out 

Scarring hands that reach in 

If you ever get the money back 

Get lavender for your wounds

And the worthless overpriced contraption- the real one.

Author: loladeniyi

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