This is Final Stand

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic
This was just a fun poem to write...never have been too good with rhyming, but this poem talks about setting your past aflame, and having fun with it. :D

Submitted: May 12, 2009

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This is Final Stand
Ink to Paper,
Bone to Dust;
i summon the sullen memories of my past
to face them…
to make them fitfully rust.
They need to rot away from this canvas of my life…
i know what to do—set their fibers aflame!
For, this is my Final Stand—their strife.
i lure them here to pin them down,
i pour the gasoline,
Oh what a beautiful sound.
i ignite the fires
One by one,
i hear them scream—
Oh what fun!
There is so much ash,
but still more scourge comes!
i am content inside,
because i have become the life taker,
I am the death knight fighting off the plight!
I parade myself,

Gathering fears and doubts with light!

I lure them all round and bout,

Leading them all to where they end,

And feeding them to the blaze, where I began (oh tonight!).
They fall into the graves I dug,
And they scream and cry for wa…wa…wat…
What?!?!!
All the timesthey tormented me,
Brought me down and said I was less,
And all they can ask is for water!?
I tell them all justto take a piss,
Because it’s the last they’ll ever get,
And I ignite the favorably poured gasoline once again…
Let it all burn, let it all die,
I play the melody as they continue to writhe—
Ink to Paper,
Past to Ash
I will not give up so easily
Because this is my Final Stand, you Ass.
teehee


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