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An Ode To Sid Vicious
written by anotefromacutter11:05 AM 1/11/05May 10th, 1957,
the god of gods was born.
He went from nothing,
and moved onto something.
Imaged as a monster,
but not harmful at all.
Self-Destructive, Anarchist,
was the only way to go.
But I have made Him my god.
For He is what I stand for,
and that which helps me fight against
the torment of the torture
of the non-complex beings.
Lied about and criticized,
to the point of his own demise.
Not a murderer, not even close,
but people believed what they were told,
So I have made Him my god.
For He is what I believe in,
and that which helps me rise against
the political schemes
that lie to everyone.
Dreadful mourning came,
on February 2nd, 1979.
When he finally had tooken himself.
Only to be remebered as an evil fuck.
But to the ones who do not know,
He was nowhere near evil,
for a golden heart was inside.
An Ode To Sid Vicious.... |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Schizophrenic_broken (1-11-2005 - 06:25 PM)
| woah, rok on dude. i agree. |
by MissMatchClash (2-22-2005 - 11:32 AM)
| damn man....i'm almost speechless. damn! now that was f-ing righteous! |
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