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Bite It
Contributed by
TheRavenousOne
on
Thursday, 26th August 2004 @ 10:54:49 AM in AEST
Topic:
AngryPoetry
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You torment me like theres nothing wrong with you
But you dont understand
On the inside we bleed the same colored blood
Because youre no different from me
You look at my semblance
And laugh at me
I look like I shrug it off, like nothing happened
But behind these clothes,
Is something you dont see.
You dont see all the scars on me
Before the day I die, you will eat what you have done
Beware, of my bullets, they come from a gun.
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TheRavenousOne
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2004-08-26 10:54:49]
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Re: Bite It
(User Rating: 1 )
by sicknivesevered on
Monday, 6th December 2004 @ 06:49:53 PM AEST
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| My bullets come from a pickled-sausage.... XD I'm just joking with ya - but seriously, I liked the write and the title is great as well. Good job! (^_^)v |
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