Marie

This being our fatefull day
I must sit and cry and pray for a better day

All the love we've once shared
has slipped back amongst the trees
I could only hope the good lord sees

Please!!! This damn old man told me to find my love
He told me my love fit like a glove

Well I don't see how I could make her come back
Makes me wanna give it all up and go back and smoke crack

That old man with the gray eyes and hair...so full of hope for me, a man he can't see!

Oh please! I wish this was easy
All the poems and words could never bring back my darling Marie.

Iloveyou