Pain, pain go away come again another day
I've had enough for this day,
tomorrow then we should play
I promise you this shan't take too long, I won't refuse
to 'nother bruise, it's what I wanted all along
but then I needed cure this time to mend this heart,
to mend this soul, to save me from the dark.
Oh treat me like a worthless queen,
shall you rip out my tainted my skin!
tomorrow then we shall begin.
But please do bear this in your mind,
give me a break to all these pointless rhymes.
Pain, pain, go away come again another day
My dearest friend, would it be okay?
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Antidote
PoetryAn antidote for the lost, the hurt, and the broken. Highest Ranking: #03 in Poetry [06/21/16]