I saw a painful beauty,
Sitting in church one day.
He cast the devils eye on me,
And blew my heart away.
He asked me to come with him,
Walking in the park.
He cast the devils eye on me,
And led me through the dark.
I saw a painful beauty,
He said I had his heart.
He cast the devils eye on me,
And tore my soul apart.
He told me not to follow,
His eyes had turned to stone.
He cast the devils eye on me,
And left me all alone.














Comments
I'm not sure how it comes the scribbles I write always automaticly have a rhytm. Its a bit like singing to a tune in my head I suppose. After writing, I usually count the syllabels in each line to make sure none break out of the pattern.
In this case its: 7686 7586 7686 7686, the 6th line falls out of the pattern but I liked it that way so I didn't change it.
Thanks for the watch. I'm glad you like my work.
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No matter what they think
or what they do,
No matter what they feel
Or what they see in you,
You're gonna get there,
Whatever they say,
And nobody's going to stand,
in the way
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