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Nov 11, 2009
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He Wants My Soul
One night I was feeling sorry for myself,
Drinking the night away
It was the night I drowned my brain in rum
And the Devil came to play.
I was bitching about how much I hate my life,
And I was praying hard for death,
When he creeped up slowly behind,
On my neck I could feel his breath.
"My sweet," he crooned, in a charming voice,
"I hate to see you cry."
"I have a way to dry your tears forever,"
"A pact between you and I."
He told me all i had to do,
Is be faithful to his name,
And in return, he promised me,
Fortune,luck, and fame.
"Yes, my dear" he whispered
"You life will be as perfect as you want it to be,"
"But when you die, you are coming to Hell."
"Your soul belongs to me."
I looked at him with fear in my eyes,
I said,"Yes life you describe, i so do yearn."
"But you ask a heavy price, I do not want to burn,"
He laughed at me like i was a silly child,
He said " my love that is not what I mean."
"When you come to Hell, you will rule with me,"
"At my side you will be my queen."
Then he kissed on the mouth ,
With such passion and full of lust
This sealed the deal, as i kissed back,
' In him i would always trust.
Then in my hand he placed a locket
Made from the brimstone down below
He kissed me softly and said farewell,
"For now I have to go."
Then when he left I began to panic,
Oh no what did i do?
I don't want to belong to him
Please God don't let it be true.
Then with relief, the next day i woke
Thank the Lord it was just a dream
Then from the corner of my eye,
I saw a most alarming gleam
On my bed, next to my pillow,
Lay the locket that he gave!
I guess it was real,
I had sealed the deal,
I would be his as soon as I hit the grave!
Drinking the night away
It was the night I drowned my brain in rum
And the Devil came to play.
I was bitching about how much I hate my life,
And I was praying hard for death,
When he creeped up slowly behind,
On my neck I could feel his breath.
"My sweet," he crooned, in a charming voice,
"I hate to see you cry."
"I have a way to dry your tears forever,"
"A pact between you and I."
He told me all i had to do,
Is be faithful to his name,
And in return, he promised me,
Fortune,luck, and fame.
"Yes, my dear" he whispered
"You life will be as perfect as you want it to be,"
"But when you die, you are coming to Hell."
"Your soul belongs to me."
I looked at him with fear in my eyes,
I said,"Yes life you describe, i so do yearn."
"But you ask a heavy price, I do not want to burn,"
He laughed at me like i was a silly child,
He said " my love that is not what I mean."
"When you come to Hell, you will rule with me,"
"At my side you will be my queen."
Then he kissed on the mouth ,
With such passion and full of lust
This sealed the deal, as i kissed back,
' In him i would always trust.
Then in my hand he placed a locket
Made from the brimstone down below
He kissed me softly and said farewell,
"For now I have to go."
Then when he left I began to panic,
Oh no what did i do?
I don't want to belong to him
Please God don't let it be true.
Then with relief, the next day i woke
Thank the Lord it was just a dream
Then from the corner of my eye,
I saw a most alarming gleam
On my bed, next to my pillow,
Lay the locket that he gave!
I guess it was real,
I had sealed the deal,
I would be his as soon as I hit the grave!
— greeneyes, Nov 11, 2009
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Bonitaj
16 years 7 months ago
WOW!
Seren
16 years 7 months ago
Dear Elizabeth
greeneyes
16 years 7 months ago
thankyou
Mrs Dalloway
16 years 7 months ago
I am in agreement with the
Candlewitch
16 years 7 months ago
A Story, yes...
Worldwide Freeride
16 years 7 months ago
OMG................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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16 years 6 months ago
my friends
lyz
16 years 6 months ago
Exciting
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16 years 6 months ago
thankyou