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The Old Me is Dead
written by AthiestAnarchist11:46 PM 1/27/05Cornered against the stone wall of my cage
I look into your eyes and all I feel is rage
I push you back and away from me
There might be something about me you won't see
I'll fight if I must
I'll sit around until my mind combusts
Then once all hell has broken loose
I throw you over the balcony with a noose
I stand and watch your arms and legs flail around and I stare
I watch you try and gasp for air
No more can you take any in
I must end what I begin
Pull out a gun and shoot you in the head
I'm so glad your dead
This is the new me...the old me...is dead... |
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