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Feb 2015
Violent ends to violent means. All turn into violent dreams.
enclose the walls, lock away, walk away, stay away all.
Leaves me alone. Piles of bones, past regrets. Ambulance dance to your romance.
no love is worth this trouble. Touch her again and ill burst your bubble. Cowards crawl here bullies too.
They will quake when they see what I do.
All the rage inside me warring consistently, eternally, externally, internally. Like a fraternity of sin. A battle that no one wins.
still I'm compelled to play. Keeps me alive for the coming day.
See how it is when you can't have your way. Someone's gonna make you pay. Maybe not me, but maybe someday.
Your head will hit the floor, have fun knocking on deaths door.
This poem is more or less a experience my sister had with her ex. Let it be a warning against anyone instigating abuse in a relationship. What goes around comes around.
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Crucifix
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   Modern Serenity
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