david mitchell

Rookie (11/8/94 / blah-blah/New York)

No Cure - Poem by david mitchell

Bright as day
Black as night
my soul burns with fire and pain
a pain of which people don't understand
and a fire which can't be put out
the cure isn't love nor is it happiness
maybe it's a key or maybe it's a thing
I guess i'll never know

Comments about No Cure by david mitchell

  • Rookie April Breeland (11/10/2008 9:33:00 PM)

    Unique but hang in there kiddo! You will have something going for you! ! ! (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 192 Points Joseph Poewhit (11/10/2008 7:38:00 PM)

    Love just takes hold of you - hang on (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 10, 2008

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