Almost Cured of Love

by "The Earl"
(Killeen, Texas, USA)

Here I sit and think "Oh isn't this nice?"

As the heart slows to a dead still beat as I turn cold as ice

She let me down and done me wrong

So I write about her since I haven't the voice to sing a song.

Visions of the past with so many happy smiles

The reality that those won't be around for a while.

Though all she put me thorough angered me to the core,

I realize she was nothing more than a bore...

Forget her long golden hair,

forget her green eyes and how they pierce the soul when she stares

Forget how she'd call my name

Truth is it's over, I'm movin' on and she's the one to blame.