this i wrote as i can take anything the devil trows at me ,but if i lose my mum ,what have i got .
the scars dont heal and the pain dont go,the living hell i only know .
the evil that lives in me ,is always trying to take my soul.
i can fight them every day ,but to know my mother they can just take away .
if it does come to this day ,the devil will know im on my way .
to put out the hells of fire and fight him on this day ,,,,
Poetry by dee quirke
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Written on 2018-01-13 at 20:47
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it dident matter to me
in my life i know it may be time to go ,the scars dont heal and the pain dont go,the living hell i only know .
the evil that lives in me ,is always trying to take my soul.
i can fight them every day ,but to know my mother they can just take away .
if it does come to this day ,the devil will know im on my way .
to put out the hells of fire and fight him on this day ,,,,
Poetry by dee quirke
Read 695 times
Written on 2018-01-13 at 20:47
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