ditch pledger

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No Escape - Poem by ditch pledger

Flying high not wanting to die
I wave my arms, but it's easier to glide.
Deep in the water, I'll probably drown, My limbs are rozen as if i were in the ground.

I move my legs, but it is easier to drift. Through the filters of life I feel myself sift.
I'll do well in the fires of Hell, although to the devil, my soul is not for sale.

I pray to God, but I have to say. The Prince of Darkness has had his way.
For all the effort in glory or vain, The toll is your soul to be collected some day.

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  • (7/18/2007 9:54:00 PM)

    hmmm...very deep as well....hopefully collected upstairs! ..gotta be good though! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 22, 2011

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