This sickness of mineA Poem by We are young.This sickness of mine is almost impossible to define My sickness is you. When I'm in your arms. When I can't stop smilling when you are near. The ring of your voice, travels through my ear. I know You'll never leave, and I promise to never leave either. Love is an endless battlefeild, in which we fight. But if your battle is won it is worth it in the end. With you my sickness. I cant not let you go. You are like my cancer. Never even leaving me if I wanted you to. You will be there forever. Uncureable. Unstobbable Unspeakable LOVE. © 2009 We are young. |
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1 Review Added on June 1, 2009 AuthorWe are young.Peace Love Unity Respect, WAAboutI'm not going to same I'm not average, Because I am. I dance in the rain and make sick jokes. I'm not a person who speaks out or who states her opinion. I can be the calmest person when i want to, or .. more..Writing
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