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Rumours
Contributed by
Darkscorpio
on
Saturday, 25th January 2003 @ 01:15:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
AngryPoetry
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Jagged like a weapon, it strikes without warning
The goddamn thing, it's left me in mourning
It scarred me for life, talking doesn't relieve it
It gathers strength as more people believe it
If wounds could kill, I'd be dead
A part inside me dies, with the words they said
They molest my endurance and rape my will
My reasoning says "***** it! now go and kill"
What people don't care about is how I'm harmed
Now they'll care, cause the weapon is armed
Like a fighter, I'm on the attack
They'll be sorry when the knife's in their back
I asked myself as I stood amidst body parts
Who will die next....when the next rumour starts
written 1986
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Darkscorpio
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2003-01-25 13:15:00]
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Re: Rumours
(User Rating: 1 )
by midian on
Sunday, 6th April 2003 @ 02:17:54 PM AEST
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| WOW an amazing poem.. it seems so hurtful but brilliant! i liked this poem.. and in a way if you ever went through this then.. i know how you feel |
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