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Tiny little sentence
written by Genocide Reaper01:47 PM 3/15/05One tiny little sentence struck a nerve.
Now I feel like attacking the fucking world.
Such persistence feeding me hatred.
Anger over riding my calmness.
If only you knew, how much it affects me.
Some of the things you say and do.
Maybe Iv misplaced blame.
The problem probably resides in my name.
But it doesn't matter right now.
Because pleases and cries won't make it better, not even a vow.
I know it'll never happen again.
Because you are about to be in silencing PAIN!
For the last time you've driven me insane.
Something's are better unknown.
Haven't you learned that? It didn't come with the dawn?
Arise, to face the enraged.
Where is all the godly praise you receive?
Its not in me.
Nor will it ever be.
I'm not a follower.
I'm a leader.
Forever, and always.
Strongly.
Standing by me.
No one else is.
Its the very reason why I'm not going to give in and lie.
Its the very extreme way of me getting a high.
Its my motivation.
Your frustration.
Its my dedication, to pure planned obliteration.
There isn't any here, not a bit of manipulation. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Dianesjewels (3-15-2005 - 04:07 PM)
| It starts out ok, and ends ok...but somewhere in between, you lose your reader. Content, notwithstanding, the poem could use some work and language structure. |
by Genocide Reaper (3-15-2005 - 10:08 PM)
| All I did was make two mistakes.. In my eyes, otherwise, its my feelings so its perfectly fine. |
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