Tremble My Heart
Tremble my heart,
follow my lead this way
Listen to the violins,
Before they begin to play.
As the doves cry, in sorrow
& the hogs, grunt at the moon.
They will be waiting for you,
In a ditch meant, for your tomb.
Listen to the mockingbirds
The ruffles of, each tree.
The lonely dark, skyline
Thats where they will be.
If your looking for love
Please dont look, that way
If you want them, as they want you.
Be prepared to dance,
In a gloomy graveyard ballroom.
Dont feel sorry for them,
As they dont care for you.
The cruelty of true love,
Is buried in this cemetary
Of doom.
Dont be afraid, as yet
Dont walk away
The prayers & angels surrounding you
Have saved your life today.
Copyright © Cherie Thomas | Year Posted 2013
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