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`Don't`


A Poem by Fran Marie

 


 
Don't try to save my soul
it's way too late now
The devil stole it long ago
I doubt you would even know how
 
 Don't try to mellow out my harden heart
can't you see it has turn to stone
an evil wind blew in ripping it apart
taking the marrow of my bone
 
Don't save me from my dark destiny
salvation waits not for me 'pon angel's wings
changing that~ which cannot be
'tis only midnight's dark eyes I see
 
Don't pity my tormented mind
I need no crying symphony
don't wipe these blood -drop eyes of mine
it's my liquid sound euphony
 
Don't try to make me want a life
can't you see Satan has shown me his face
I only wish i could end this strife; with bloody knife
and take myself out of the race.
 
 
 
 
 
 


© 2009 Fran Marie



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