Thus UncurableA Poem by Catalawhen a mystery is the problem, not love... How can you solve it without breaking the red tape? an actual NEW piece.On a bed made with Medical Advances Bodies are thrown further from eachother each day The covers piled higher and higher, To replace the bodies once held in warmth. The names "Sweetie" and "darling" given to pets Instead of lovers.
Oh we never saw it coming Health begets loneliness, And tears are shed as we each Blame ourself, For what is unknown Thus Uncurable.
Two sets of Eyes Glance across a dinner table at eachother And they feel new, Fresh with the intrigue, of the flowered centerpiece, To hide our fears.
Oh we never saw it coming Health begets loneliness, And tears are shed as we each Blame ourself, For what is unknown Thus Uncurable.
© 2008 CatalaReviews
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Added on March 6, 2008AuthorCatalaLAAboutI'm uploading old poems, and trying to write some new, so, yes, massive uploads. sorry ehheh "What is plucked will grow again, What is slain lives on, What is stolen will remain What is gone .. more..Writing
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