It Does Hurt Read Count : 109

Category : Poems

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Where is it to forth come
That knows no bound
That no peace is established
And no end rings from beyond
But onward day and night
Does it come for me
Crowding my every thought
Oh does it torment
It gives on to the misery
Of ones own desires 

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  • Deedee Nettles

    Deedee Nettles

    marvelous

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