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Ronin
Contributed by
Minus_Blindfold
on
Friday, 11th November 2005 @ 11:00:12 AM in AEST
Topic:
AngryPoetry
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Off in a corner,
Darkness acts as my border,
A subliminal warnin for those who bore me and loiter,
Man, command or give me an order as if I'm a quarter of a man,
What's your plan? To shorten my life's span?
If my hand's too fast for your *** in this race then I'll keep goin,
And at last mash your face in a mask holding captive emotions,
And when we scrap you'll fight with a knife strapped to your ******,
Know, I don't give a crap about your motives,
And I can tell when you lie,
By looking deep within your left eye, so don't try to deny what you fear inside,
Sometimes you feel it when everyone defies,
Like they'd much rather see you lying in a corner of a room somewhere crying,
Curled up in a ball tweaked out of my mind dying,
I'm implying that I am more that just a shade,
I am more than what my shadow is made...
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Minus_Blindfold
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2005-11-11 11:00:12] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Ronin
(User Rating: 1 ) by Minus_Blindfold on
Tuesday, 15th November 2005 @ 08:01:17 PM AEST (User
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"And when we scrap you'll fight with a knife strapped to your skrotum"...it should be. I'm tired of you moderators editing my *****...STOP! |
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