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December 11, 2007 at 10:50 pm
· Filed under poetry
Band Rush Island
two souls had met
then brimming with happiness
now studded with regret
as the love kept growing
it came under a curse
you’d think they’d make it
alas! it only got worse
so the boy departed
now he’s not even a friend
it’s a sorry state of affairs
at Band Rush Island
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Kay wrote @ December 18th, 2007 at 3:03 pm
The state of affairs are not always what you want them to be..That’s the who-ever-is-up-there’s affair..
Yes, even in an island..
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