Devil as my pillion
Devil now runs deep inside my body
no longer to share or ever care
for you my sins i pay for what
i ask, no matter now deed is done
away with this man now no longer
to be as was, now another master
will sing his tune for me to
Follow a new road i will ride
Devil as my pillion
Fuzzy commented on Devil as my pillion
01-30-2010
inkmaster commented on Devil as my pillion
01-30-2010
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Devil as my pillion | 2 | 12/15/2009 |
| For want of a word | 1 | 12/13/2009 |
| Last Sky | 2 | 12/13/2009 |
| Need to bleed | 0 | 12/13/2009 |
| Gallows Revenge | 0 | 12/13/2009 |
| Death Walks | 0 | 12/13/2009 |
| Devil Out | 0 | 12/13/2009 |
| Cry in the Dark | 0 | 12/13/2009 |
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