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Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 4:03 pm
Burning through their smiling masks You look at people and you see lies The add in the paper says “Lost. Please return my paradise.”
Forget the world around you And let your town burn down Feel the doctors pound you As you’re going down
Your life is going to go to Hell And all your days will suck Put reality on a back burner And go off to get skull ******** the worlds and empty stage And you’re the star in your own show But no one comes to see it Sold out, on your way you go.
The world will make demands of you That you just can’t complete The world will beat and stand on you But will you admit defeat?
Because you know you’re going down And you know your gonna die But you’ll never have to worry Because our brains are gonna fry
No, you’ll never have to worry If you never even try But angels who live in apathy Can never learn to fly
I love the feeling of being chained to you I’m always what you ask me to be I really don’t have any choice at all My fear of losing you compels me
I’m the wingless angel And I’m the game that’s played I’m the loyal servant Who never gets his pay
Please undo the punishments Just be kind in the things you do Please love me like your only one The angel who shredded his wings for you
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Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 8:27 pm
OI really like this poem a lot and the way you ryhemed was really well put lol
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