Unwed & Unfed in Bed Enough Said


Something borrowed,
Today or tomorrow.
Something old,
Something bought & sold.
Something new,
Something blue.
Friends are so few.
Depression has a reason.
It can occur in any season.

Sadness is a moody feeling.
A broken heart with no healing.

I would like to get married.
Before I am dead & buried.

I know I have yet to live a life.
Regret cuts like a knife.
A metaphor to be a wife.
Not a whore think twice.
I am too sweet & nice.
A piece of heaven have a slice.

© Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved

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