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