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Mistaken

Contributed by ihop on Wednesday, 16th May 2007 @ 02:00:21 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Here I stand with my sword in hand
Controling my life at risk
The village is mad, and after me
I take my stand and ball my fist
I am ready to kill and that i will
To whomever walks through thy door
I am ***** off at thy king
I cant take it anymore
his fat ass head and mighty belly
Scared everyone but me
You call me insane but that is my name
I am quick on my feet
He walks through the door and swings his sword
His life is surely taken
He crys for help but no one comes
He was surely mistaken




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Re: Mistaken (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Wednesday, 16th May 2007 @ 11:39:18 AM AEST
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Packed with punch!

I have a sword too want to fight? LOL

All kidding aside, I really liked this it carried along, nice flow to it as well plus it told of a story unfolding right before my eyes. Good job

Michelle


Re: Mistaken (User Rating: 1 )
by myheartsvoice on Thursday, 17th May 2007 @ 02:23:34 AM AEST
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Ahh yes a ribold tale from the woods of sherewood forrest king arthur days of old mighty heroic. I realy liked this quite unique my friend. Very nice.

thank u also 4 your comment i appreciate it.


Ben


Re: Mistaken (User Rating: 1 )
by Daniellemarie on Wednesday, 28th July 2010 @ 11:47:12 PM AEST
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I like this alot alittle hard to follow because its your very own perception and I like that you keep it kind of mysterious Im a bad speller so exuse me plz lol its a good piece all in all




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