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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 Ill keep sinking until Im pulled out by her strength
My existence has been exploited My soul, Trampled and abused No one appreciates my pain and suffering And how Ive helped them in the past They see the present only Im 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
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Canislupus86
... [
2002-11-20 17:30:00] (Date/Time posted on
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