The Cure
Something new, Something old
Something hot, Something cold
Something grew and Something died
Something deep, way inside
I need something to take the pain away
By today.
The one and only Cure,
The smell of your skin,
The warmth of your hand,
The taste of your lips,
Our Love.
That will sooth my strain
That will take the pain
Away into a blissful(l) land
in which I'll forever hold your hand
Copyright © Nicholas Bello | Year Posted 2011
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