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Posin of Satin

I have tried to love I have tried to befriend But I have not recived a blessing from above They have cursed my soul My heart roars with the anger of being ignored I have tried praying before But the prayer made me worse, what was in store My life was in hell And the stinking smell makes me sick, and green Why did it happen and how But now I remember my deed I was with my friends and the party came to no end when a handsome man came to me he gave me a drink saying the it was called 'The Dream' I drank it whole and now I behold my fate My fate of the posin I drank From Satins hand He now commands my soul Because I drank the posin No one will ever love me Not any more.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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