Love Poem: The Story of a Pawn Shop Ring
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Written by: M.P. Shaudd

The Story of a Pawn Shop Ring

(Spoken) 
I was shopping for a new gun just the other day
When, out of the blue it hit me what was right there on display
For under a pane of glass, there were hundreds of broken dreams
And that's made me think:
What's the story..... of a pawn shop ring

Music intro...

Half off hopes 
Discounted dreams
Is what, the sign should read
But instead, it said half off
All our rings

Underneath a pane of glass
Broken love for trade with cash
And that's the story of a pawn shop ring

They're selling carats for pennies
On the dollar
If you see one you like
Feel free to make an offer

Each one's been certified
By a love turned cold as ice
And that's the story of a pawn shop ring 

I'm guessing they've all been washed....
In teardrops
And a few were even given...
A fling

We're not here to discuss
If they're bad luck
Yeah that's the story of a pawn shop ring

I'm guessing more than most...
Hold unmade memories 
And a few, never even, saw the day

A month and a halfs wage
For each dream there on display 
And that's the story, of a pawn shop ring 

(Spoken)
You know I left there that day feeling a little down
With no gun in my hand, I lifted my head feeling real proud
Just realizing that my woman still cares for me
Through all he hell I've put her through
Knowing we still have many dreams to come our way 
But I still wondered

How many tried to propose 
To only hear the word no
That's the story of a pawn shop ring 

For in a glass case
Sits loves final resting place
And that's the story of a pawn shop ring