Lost Fight... There Were Too Many...
Contributed by
deathdrop
on
Wednesday, 10th March 2004 @ 01:26:57 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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I stand looking around,
I am stretching out,
Giving un-divided attention.
Screaming now,
Shouting out,
To your faces,
“Cut it out!”
Feeling pumped,
And out of luck,
trying to move, to find you keep me stuck...
Swearing now, you ********, *******,******…
Suck…
Trying to fix it clear in your heads,
Trying to control and not see red.
Having them around me, Crowding me, laughing, staring, showing ugly smiles.
Until I rip, and loose my grip,
And so the fight begins,
I absorb, the grins,
And fall as my head spins.
Blood comes, quickly out my skin,
Sudden a mass of breath gets lost within…
And lay quite still, as you kick me in the shins,
Then kick me in the ribs, until blood comes out, replacing my sick!
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2004-03-10 13:26:57] (Date/Time posted on
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