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You don't speak it you think it
written by Genocide Reaper08:16 AM 12/2/04| You don't say a thing, but I know what your thinking, you don't like me, my attitude, my personality, my insanity. Or even my long fucking hair. Although, I can honestly say. I don't fucking care. You look down upon me, try to plauge me with your way of life. I can't stand it, you just can't seem to move yourself and all of your bullshit out of the way. Yes, I am insane, that still doesn't change the fact that you and people like you are all my fucking pain! This shit has to stop! this strain will not go out on top! I will not kneel down and flop! I refuse to bow down and drop! You don't need to speak, I hear you thinking I'm weak, you might believe my future is bleak, but I will not tolerate all of your wasted hate, your pitiful state, I will RETALIATE! I will over come! I will look back at all of this one day and say I WON! I shall never give in to you! And all the shit you do! I will never become like you! Its not what I want to do! I will see myself through! |
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This is to a lot of people around me.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by silent_tears (12-2-2004 - 10:03 AM)
| i really like this,it reminds me of the war goin on between me and my mum |
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