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I Do Not Understand Why My Mom Eats Spiders

I BEG OF THEE TO SEE THE SEA I beg of thee do not grieve Although I must take my leave Watch my ship as it sails away And this is all I have to say I say smile when you think of me Although my ship is facing an angry sea When visions of my smile come to mind Remember it was pure love ours defined You may say a prayer heard by but a few And search each land for someone new Pray for me if you must my sweet For this is how a loser finds defeat I’ve lost my way, I’ve gone off course And called the bluff of an ocean’s force There may be times you’ll forget my name But fret not, my dear, ‘tis the ocean I blame So I, as captain, take to the helm But never shall I rule this realm And now my hull is beginning to rot Alas, I should never have taken that last heroin shot © 2011.…Phreepoetree ~free cee!~

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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