Sick With It Poem by corinne kirkorian
Sick With It
Rating: ★4.5
my first thought in the morning
and my last thought at nite
is all about you
and things that are tight.
Subjects that linger
from the cradle to the grave,
can love be secretive,
and yet be brave?
it is always darkest before dawn
so damn me baby when i yawn.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
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5/3/2024 6:44:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The sentiments appeared nicely. Good job.