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Post by brandnewmessiah on Aug 2, 2007 6:30:55 GMT -6
I will call upon the thunder If it promises to bring the pain A storm cries from my eyes And my tears are when blood rains
I’m a flood of dark illusion Reality has fallen behind This hide and seek has made me weak The real me I can no longer find
My skin sheds the filth of memories I’d bath in the vomit of the past Regurgitate an immense hate Swallowing the good with the bad
Little boy come find your savior The pills will set you free Forgiving my sin when the needle goes in For so long it was the only thing I could believe
Then the mirror would laugh as I walked by You’re a joke just come take a look A diluted soul holding a heart of gold Now tarnished by everything I took
And where were you when I needed you Wrapped up in your own demise At the bottom of a bottle lied my role model Asleep in a grave of his lies
So take a bow for what you’ve created A clone no more will I be I can strip away your D.N.A. And give this world what’s left of me
A reborn lyrical lion With a roar in his words untamed A dreg poet who didn’t even know it Until he got tired of being ashamed
The night flashes with strikes of fire To remember is when blood rains With no sound you held me down But now you can see how I’ve broken from these chains
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Post by Sam on Aug 2, 2007 14:54:37 GMT -6
Bravo!
Sam
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Post by anirbas on Aug 3, 2007 19:38:41 GMT -6
*CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!*
Immensely powerful and empowering poeming, Troy...It just is...
Questions: Did you possibly mean bathe instead of bath; and laid or lay, instead of lied?
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