What more a curse than to be born
and feel the hope and strength of new life
What more a curse than to grow strong
and feel the heat of never ending life
What more a curse than to be young
and hate yourself for all your imperfections
what more a curse than to be old
and regret the hate for there were none
what more a curse than to be beautiful
and not realise that beauty is in youth
what more a curse than to be wise
when all the strength and beauty has ceased
what more a curse than to live and love
and only strive each day to survive
what more a curse to know by now
that after all this living we can only die.
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Great concept! I've thought of alot of these things myself.
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Thanks Tesseth it is so nice to get feedback
Interesting idea. I really liked this! Its very well written and kept me hanging on (takes a lot to do that!)
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Thanks for feedback, so great you liked it
you have good comments from two of the best of booksie...I'll just add mine and say 'it's really well written'....life can be a great subject and you've captured it....well done !
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Thanks for taking the time to comment and I am so glad you like it. I can't believe how inspiring it is to receive comments. Thank you
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