There ain't a cure
to this malady
that's got us
we're incurable
you and I
slaves to this
toxic love that binds us as one
oh lets drown
sink, blow to smithereens
tainted to the world
our feelings are so pure
Why must we feel numb
this soul consuming disease is still our pleasure
our escape route
to a world where we can be one
together always
no labels attached
a world where we can
love freely
live freely
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Blues and Blossoms
PoetryEveryday blues, fragrantful blossoms, all the thorns, the seaweed and everything in between. poems on love and life. just pure feelings. Poetry written for versification 2023 by @wattpadpoetry Cover designed by me❤️✨©®
