My Curse Poem by Brandon Brown

My Curse



Funny when it comes to love
How quickly it seems to grow
But what's better is how as I see it
I'm really only there for the show

Damn my luck,
Or maybe my curse
That even when I don't have feelings
It continues to hurt

My life, trampled by fantastical love
It's shining light piercing my slow beating heart
This pain is everlasting yet peaceful
The kind that can only be displayed in art

I just want to stray from this beautiful light
But I guess it could be worse
I'm witness to so many wonderful things
Because of my 'awful' curse.

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Brandon Brown

Brandon Brown

Jefferson City, MO
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