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Back on a page again Back in my zone Alone with the pen And paper favoring The strokes of a stanza Hands up and i feel the light It clense me From cancerous people telling me Your nothing but a manufactured felony Its hell in me That they tear me apart on days When your a star And strike you down Turn you into a falling star For what I didnt deserve a beat down from clowns Who can just mess around with everyone I deserve a home and the sounds Of angels huming tone But no What did i do Hurt you, No?! Then whats the point of pointing a gun To me?! Whats the point saving a bullet for me?! When i never shot you knee?! I get it Its not me Its for you Cause this write is a bullet itself to shoot right back at you A fatel wound Its real for me But not for you So get lost Fool..... Hold it You thought i was finished? My writes never ends until the paper finish It isnt So im gonna let this last thought out Cause if i dont Ima fall out To bullies who think can walk away From who you put in the trash Your the trash now This write will take the trash out Get out Good bye And peace out.
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Mar 31, 2019
Mar 31, 2019 at 2:41 AM UTC
Bullies
Back on a page again Back in my zone Alone with the pen And paper favoring The strokes of a stanza Hands up and i feel the light It clense me From cancerous people telling me Your nothing but a manufactured felony Its hell in me That they tear me apart on days When your a star And strike you down Turn you into a falling star For what I didnt deserve a beat down from clowns Who can just mess around with everyone I deserve a home and the sounds Of angels huming tone But no What did i do Hurt you, No?! Then whats the point of pointing a gun To me?! Whats the point saving a bullet for me?! When i never shot you knee?! I get it Its not me Its for you Cause this write is a bullet itself to shoot right back at you A fatel wound Its real for me But not for you So get lost Fool..... Hold it You thought i was finished? My writes never ends until the paper finish It isnt So im gonna let this last thought out Cause if i dont Ima fall out To bullies who think can walk away From who you put in the trash Your the trash now This write will take the trash out Get out Good bye And peace out.
Salvation21
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Mar 31, 2019
Mar 31, 2019 at 2:41 AM UTC
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