20th September '14

Sinking again
In the sky where there is no sand
The curse is dancing
Bullseye - it struck again

Awakened from the dream
The reality stings
The curse is on the prowl again
It preys on all four

Uprooted seeds floating on salty water
The dams break
The curse is swimming
Backstroke, breaststroke and butterfly

Some lives are not lived
Some things are taken before you even hold them
Some curses you do not deserve
But then what can you do?

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