Cure, At the End of Your Rainbow
Cure, At The End Of Your Rainbow
The heart suffers from an ancient and incurable disease
It’s deception goes unabated unless one learns to make it cease
Its cure is not a secret, though known only by the wise and the few
Its deceit may be derailed, if one dares to utilize its maker’s view
01182015(PS contest, At the End Of Your Rainbow)
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2016
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