5 Ice Picks

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem about my favirote band and how they save my life evryday.Also how I'm sick of people bad-mouthing them I mean get a life.If you don't like them I don't care but bad mouthing them come on.

Submitted: March 28, 2009

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Kiss me

Hold me

My broken form

You carried out of

Teritoral fire

And unleases of flood

You and the rest with your five

Ice picks

Breaking and cracking

The build up

Of ice around my heart

Splintering the pain

And taking back the happiness

That the misery keepers

Sucked out

Through

Muttering of bad words

Through

My always open ears

Yes you haters can bad mouth them

But its just because

Your sorry low lifes

Say they hav'nt had a album out for three years

Or a new song

Wait they've got one coming

Out at the end

Of the year

So suck on that

Haters

They save my life every day

Don't you understand


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