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Missiles
Contributed by
Canislupus86
on
Wednesday, 20th November 2002 @ 05:30:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
AngryPoetry
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Lost inside of my own name
With the sounds of a psychotic world
Rattling the inside of my own brain
Few throw me a rope or latter
But even then I refuse
For I’ll keep sinking until I’m pulled out by her strength
My existence has been exploited
My soul,
Trampled and abused
No one appreciates my pain and suffering
And how I’ve helped them in the past
They see the present only
I’m nothing but a stepping stone
Lightening flashes across the sky
Ominous clouds fill my head
The tempest continues to gain force
Destruction is imminent
But this time I will stay afloat
It will be you that exclaims
“Hit, Hit...Sunk”
Copyright ©
Canislupus86
... [
2002-11-20 17:30:00] (Date/Time posted on
site)
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