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"Scars of the Past"
written by EvilTiger07:15 PM 8/8/04Like a toxin in your brain,
Like a vimpire that craves,
For blood,
For power,
You see it everyday like it stays,
You see it in the mirror with hate,
Violence fills your life with poison to die young,
Violence scars of the past burn there for eternity,
to learn from,
to be from,
I bring these issues back to life,
I bring these dark murky thoughts of evil back to a new dawn,
People of my life feed off this depression,
People of my life feed off drugs and being nothing;but to die in there high life.
I don't do drugs that devour me like a deadly virus of smoke.
I don't want this life of sh*t.
I'm looking for answers of life and being what I want.Not sex or drugs addiction.
By Michael Jr. a.k.a Evil Tiger
Beyond the fire pressure to die.
Blinded by the world to be condemned to die.
I feel the lie I can't stop. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
The scars of torture.
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