The price of glory
Contributed by
bsteel
on
Thursday, 31st August 2006 @ 01:26:03 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Glory chaser,
I'm grabbing the spotlight, the limelight,
breaking apart I'm clean cut,
yet still climbing rungs,
the penititnary hangs, falls down, on you
like a pinball, but I don't roll like that,
full tilt, you could get killed for talking slick out your mouth,
too torn, too tarnished,
know too much,
most art garbage,
that's why I'm a target,
highs and lows,
principle parrtners, never let pride dictate,
we like Roman soldiers,
I'm 50's replacement,
I woke up with two quarters,
I asorb sin like sponges,
in close corners,
have few morals,
cloudy conscience,
lyrically lost it,
I'm an insane prophet,
the thunder,
runs through my genes through my veins,
altering things,
all terrrain gene,
grinding on everyhting I find,
numb in the mind,
brain naturally inclined,
towards peace, but still peace of mind I can't find,
till I never have to work,
my laziness is contagious,
when trhe words fit,
my leadership shall invent a new ship,
I live off stress,
my bars are therapy,
adrenaline pumped anxiety,
knowing I could die today,
don't waste my time away,
I'm makin power moves like Machiavelli,
ready to be a martyr,
but hoping for more,
I want to settle the score,
my atomic core screams all out war.
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bsteel
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2006-08-31 01:26:03] (Date/Time posted on
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