Trouble knows me

Trouble knows me well
Trouble rings my bell
Trouble brings me hell
Trouble always care.

Every time I sail
I get many nails,
Piercing through my ship
Sinking my great sail.

Am I really cursed?
The preachers do say
For all your sins boy
The debts He had paid.

I often try to pray
But to no avail
And each time I sail
There comes another nail.

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4 Comments

  1. DAZZLED says:
    August 7, 2017 at 7:48 AM

    STUNNINGLY BEAUTIFUL x

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply
  2. Vivian Zems says:
    August 7, 2017 at 6:57 PM

    Trouble -maker!

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply

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