0 1 (Naught One)

by fragmentedspeech

The humor in humanity

Is in that it takes but one

 

One to keep our sanity

And One to keep us young

 

Taken by Calamity

One is turned to none

The days old unbroken

Darken to be dulled

 

And When she fades to mist and missed

 

I’ll be wishing to listen

Nay harken days of old

 

When I laid with her unbroken

Soul cold sold

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