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[title] => SICKNESS WITH NO CURE
[time] => 2006-01-08 08:23:33
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[bodytext] => She was the pastor’s daughter He was the carefree son of a low life trader She had it pure smooth and flexible He knows no bound to his quest for a better tomorrow From bed number one in his hostel she craved hungrily for sin, Fornication was like bread and butter combination to her From each escapade she creates He controls her anger her fear for what they all take her for. Bed number four was just a stepping stone cause the game never stops for her quest to find true love Friends of the same room, mates of the same blood Sacrifice after sacrifices she endured to find the perfect lover. Stupid and shamelessly she when carried life and along with her the most caring heart you can never find on earth so easily He was her comfort when they laughed at her He was her strength when they toss her around. Never knowing why but never did he complain? Till he meet her naked body on his bed... Sex was not the issue; Understanding "YES" was more than the bible interpreted by a good preacher. He lost his mind, he laughed then he cried for their heart. Love a sickness he can never have a cure The road that leads to comfort is always crooked And that road they have toured...commonly destined between them In a place where there's none they found their heart In a situation where there's no hope the found one. They came, saw, experienced and conquered A love like a woman’s monthly sickness never to be toiled with Wonder where my love will come from??????? But who cares as long as it’s a love that's true. And together we can live happily ever after Because truly true love is a sickness with no cure And when I am infected.... I don't want to be cured [comments] => 1 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 48 [informant] => buccaneer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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