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Mistaken Part 2
Contributed by
ihop
on
Friday, 18th May 2007 @ 11:44:17 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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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 feel no pain but I sustain
I cant take it anymore
My love was hanged her skin too soft
For standing up to the thrown
His throat was surely slit
His queen now sits alone
He kills my love, I'll kill his own
Then I will be king on the thrown
In my cabin I sit and think of a plan to use
I'll hang the queen in front of town, for my personal amuse
The village will worship no one but me
chanting words while on there knees
When they do wrong they'll beg me please
"To the dungeon," I will say with ease
I am Archilles the Great
So you will surely fill my plate
Now who shall I choose to help me out
Some one that will not open there mouth
Cause' if they do I'll kill them too
If you do, I will surely kill you.
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ihop
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2007-05-18 23:44:17] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Mistaken Part 2
(User Rating: 1 ) by Angel-1 on
Friday, 16th July 2010 @ 04:07:12 AM AEST (User
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hmmm. i like the idea of the poem, try to separate the stanza's and try and create all the rhythm. i can totally see the poem which is good. keep writing! |
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