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The Common Cold

Love... Is a cold, Infecting my body, So commonly caught, But no cure for stupidity, Sneezing of ignorance, Idiocy in coughing, Blind in the beginning, But... Slowly it crept upon me, Until I, Fully depended on the care of another, Sniffles of distraught, As my friends act as tylenol, Temporarily subdueing the inevitable, But... Eventually the cold fades, As i sneeze out the remains, And toss them down the drain, Memories of colds are nonexistant almost, Because of how common they are, Probably too common, Love... The Real Common Cold

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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