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Sat 9 Aug, 2008 11:17 pm
i dont know where i messed up
i dont know where i went wrong
to hide my true self
is like holding back a nuclear bomb
i thought i did good
i thought i did right
i tried me best
why cant i sleep at night?
ty..
ive been trying to write poetry for a long time. i figured why not just go at it.
screw the rules and stuff. just freestyle it
You've more balls than eye.
Can't tell ya why.
Go ahead and fly.
I'll pick you up if you fry...
(Poems born from Jack...)
the title of the thread is cool
i didnt really want anyone to read it lol..
an animal trapped in a cage
surrounded by cannibals
who attack and exact their rage
that chapter is over
alas i cannot flip the page
ravenous and stabbed, stuck on a stage
for everyone to point laugh at my pain
i might crack, but thats not the way
i was raised like dog,
in the streets..
i wasnt raised at all,
except by me..
kill or fall,
i chose to sleep..
i looked into the abyss
a little to deep..
Stumble It!
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