PrayerA Poem by Teddy Westley GrahamA Prayer to Death himself - and another one about my best friend
Oh Mister Grim Reaper I pray to thee
Oh please won't you dance with me Oh Mister Grim Reaper Oh Mister Soul Keeper I just want the pain to stop My mind is spinning like a top Without her my day is incomplete All I want to do is talk to my sweet But if with her I can't speak Then I want to look upon your mystiqe I may not be a king or a street sweeper but all I want to do is dance with you Reaper Oh sweet Mister Death I no longer want to draw breath You who ride the pale horse Stop my heart, and end the source Of my excruciating pain Please end my eyes' rain Oh please Mister Father of Time Please take my life at its prime I beg you to end this hell End the pain and its spell Oh Mister Reaper can you © 2013 Teddy Westley Graham |
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Added on May 7, 2013 Last Updated on May 7, 2013 AuthorTeddy Westley GrahamEast Providence , RIAboutI'm a poet of sorts. I write short stories. I wrote a book but need to get it edited and then published. I listen to a lot of music. Umm... I'm not very good at writing my profile. I have no religio.. more..Writing
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