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Tarot cards, Tarot cards.
That's what i see.
A future so cruel and
A world unseen.
Gypsy, Gypsy
That's what they scream.
They want me gone,
They want me dead.
I hide from them
Under my red thread.
Kill her! Kill her!
They all shout.
Run with fury
And without doubt.
The forest, the forset
Is were i hide.
With the ravens
Way up high.
Run away! Run away!
The ravens cry.
Into the darkness,
You must lie.
- by death-angel218 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/09/2009 |
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- Title: Red Gypsy
- Artist: death-angel218
- Description: I wrote this peom when i found out that my family on my mom's side are considered gypsies. So i wrote this on how my family and i were treated.
- Date: 09/09/2009
- Tags: gypsy
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