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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required You seem ill at spirit Yes I can feel it. Thorn apart by grieve Trapped in your own coral reeve. A mermaid which has lost her way. Whispers words of worship. I heard her pray. In the depth of my soul In which she lay. Melancholy tears swept by the merciless tide, the sadness making all the creatures of the depth hide. I sung her a lullaby which told her to no longer cry. I told her weep no more sweet maiden, You'll be safe in this heaven. No longer shall your cheeks be stained with tears, As i will silence and fight your fears. Swap your disturbing dreams with chains of pearls. So that your head is no linger in a whirl. I'll buy you a smile, I know it will take while, There is no sense in denial. She looked up at me making me see Two dark pools of eyes which seemed so wise. Look at my heart which has been thorn Apart, With promises made from the heart. My spirit sings no more. Cast away dying on a darkened shore Forever banished in old folklore, My very essence no more. A piece of drift wood cast away burned at the stake Never again to see the light of day. Just give me one reason, Before I weaken, And my hearts stops beating. Of way i should stop from leaving. You still have your soul as bright as day Willing to carry you the way. Memories long gone rotten. Ancient knowledge long forgotten. On this day and in this hour An end to stories long gone sour.
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