Greed

Its as if i bleed,
gold spewing against,
damage,you left unturned.
Scarring roundabout me,
i am the gold rush.
you proffit,i suffer.
your luaghter a poison.
Just yield it all,
its nearly gone,
The greedy raped,
me of my color.
A golden glow,
has fled my being,
i am nothing now,
worthless.
 I inquire you now,
ultimate doomed words,
was it worth it?

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