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scream Well has you can tell it in the morning I am not tired. The kittens are off somewhere in the living room. Oh kittens name is Isis and Tweeter. A male and Female.Has can tell least your drunken rabbit. Yes again I am odd sue me. Yesterday of two poems. let see how you like first on:
You may rape my body; you may rape my mind,soul and heart.
You may ta stole my dreams; and future happiness.
But I am done with you and sick ******** out there,
That prey on the weak or the naive.
You threw ******** with me; little toady man or women.
But what done to me and others; but never will know what learn from your sick a**.
I will never get on my knees to bow like you above me; you nothing but slim to me.
I will bow to know one you or anyone else.
What you understand; I am me.
I may be broken but I am fighter,
and I will survive your a**; or anyone.
I will defiant to the end my life.
So kill me; if want to destory me.
In the end; your sick and twisted ways: will be your destruction.
By your own corruption; you sick ******** be your last breath.
You die worthless shitting maggot.
OK let go on to the nicer one.
this is title. friend give me ideal for this one.
Life not About Sunshine or Rainbows
Life not all about chasing rainbows,
tasting the sweet rain on your lips,
Or having the sunshine on your face.
Sometimes chasing the rainbow that never end,
the rain cold and hard on your pale flesh,
And the sunshine dies on your face.
The storm that pour in out know where,
The thundering of the tribal drums in the sky,
the lightening that brightens the sky in flashes.
When the storm pass, the sky lighten
the thunder stops beating,
the flash of lighten dims.
But in mental pain, it never goes,
it flash and flash
beat like warrior song in always
When that gone,
Your hollow and broken
When comes back it louder, not without spare, and more feeler.
Life not easy and not game,
not about sharing smiles and having fun,
playing good or bad.
You got stand like warrior and survive this world,
without sunshine and chasing rainbows,
Sing a heart breaking song and see what people don't want you to see.
Everyday and every night there's a battle of some kind,
you have stand strong and raise your sword,
and sour like warrior in the moonlight.
Stand in the elements,
stand in your bruise soul,
and look out.
Okay i corrected that right moment. Than mad doc. of it and keeping it.
 Freyja_Dragone · Sun Jun 28, 2009 @ 11:05am · 0 Comments |
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