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i actually wrote somethign that rhymes

Submitted:Oct 4, 2009    Reads: 124    Comments: 5    Likes: 3   

I can feel the feat

As you slaughter with cold heat

I feel the blows

As your hate grows

As I await

Is it me you hate

Have I led you to this demise

This hateful disguise

It scares me

This army

I can not condone

As you face it alone

It is not I in the end

Who ascends

I face the gutter

As I await six feet under


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