saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )

Except We Care... - Poem by saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )

To many tears,

Two score by years.

To many a murder,

To heart.

And still it seems,

your face unseen.

The death I fear?





There is not one thing we share
except we care.

Topic(s) of this poem: love hurts

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 28, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 29, 2014

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