The love uneffected,
But pain resurrected.
This infectious disease,
Brought to my kness.
Plauged by restriction,
Constant constriction.

Love is not skin deep,
Its hard to repeat.
You reap the glory,
In our tragic story.
Bandaids not enough,
To cover these scuffs.

With deadly infection,
Who needs affection.

02/27/2008

Posted on 02/28/2008
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