Mystery

Tennysonman

Mystery voice inside my head

Banging away, what was it that it said.

Am I mad psychic or what?

Should I see the doc

I don’t think so, it says I am your grate uncle less

 

His voice clearer than mine

So I am psychic that is fine

What is it that you want?

 

A message to give your grate aunt

But uncle she dead too

Isn’t she with you.

No son he whispers she’s down below.

I’m not going there no no no

Go away uncle stop pestering my head

Find someone else instead

Life’s to short to wonder why

If your going below or up to the sky.

  • Author: Tennysonman (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 10th, 2017 15:54
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 9
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