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Son to a Father
Contributed by
dark_poet
on
Tuesday, 11th September 2007 @ 12:49:12 PM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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stress comes from the career on my shoulders balanced horizontally determined vertically as to whether i give up or move forward and hit the books from couraging statements, if its easy everyone will strive for it passed through my thoughts and then dissappears what high hopes i didnt expect, sad to say it was for nothing like standing in front of a hurricane with an umbrealla your effort with strong intentions was in vain
rest,its my drug when things get worse as a soldier i was loyal towards my lover cared for her like my loaded rifle with all the drama leaked into my brain cracked through my metal helmet i was too tired and decided to leave her
The scale is full of problems the weight is getting heavier without any solutions the leader my general with answers couter attacks in tough situations i asked what to do like a Son to a Father he said for now retreat from what you stared
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