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GiveUp Your Dying Crusade(geno+maledeth)
written by sarah1008707:22 PM 3/7/05Give up your dying crucade
Many others are sick of this facade
Many who are too scared to complain
Too modest to be vain
Too shy to show disdain
Writting so much but meaning so little,
your argument is flawed and poetry is brittle
I hear the same lines, in repetition
It is time for a revolition.
Post modernity is now key
Your are a far and distant memory
Of what once allegedly was skill
But i call, a dying wish to kill.
A weak whim for a thrill,
So to you, religious or other,
get on your kness, suck off your brother
And see what your lord says,
to this act of incest
And see that life is nothing more than that,
That your poetry is merely words spat
So give up your dying crusade
I am sick of this facade
I am not too scared to complain
Though im too modest to be vain
I'm quite happy to admit, i beat your ass again. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by {aiysha} (3-7-2005 - 10:08 PM)
by sarah10087 (3-8-2005 - 12:38 PM)
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