It's TimeA Poem by Purple Hatted BanditI guess you could rap this? lol i actually wrote this as a rap and imagined linkin park singing it with the chorus to high voltage, but i didn't put a chorus in i couldn't think of oneIts time end, time to mend this, time to heal the bones that were broken as the sticks and stones fly as we all die alittle* bit more inside.... ----------------------- And now as i turn the page and see the rage and regret in your eyes as we all try
to forget, its makes me realize i now must shed my guise i got to say how i feel and make my final appeal. ----------------------- it hurt when i got cut so deep, like a clever cutting meet, as i stumbled on my own two feet.
it hurt, when i learned that this game has no rules only ways to cheat and for this sole reason i must concede defeat and begin my retreat. ------------------------ now its time to pick up the pieces and this war ceases and we all move on with eyes wide open into the coming dawn. ------------------------ its time i started forgivin* for the actions that blew us into factions and what was driven me to madness and sadness and turned my heart to blackness. i now know things will never be the same not as long as there's pain to sustain and the memory of the man shot dead remains in my head with clothes stained blood red lying there on the floor thinking to himself "i could have done more" but now time to close the door, end the war i don't want to fucken fight anymore ----------------------- you go tell her I'm done you won, i don't want to be the one on the run. i feel like i was the one who took away the fun and blacked out the sun, i hate it when I'm the one who rains the blame, i fucken hate the way your eyes fill with pain and i watch the love drain. -------------------------- It's time, time i learned sometimes we get burned sometimes the tables are turned with one god damn lie, sometimes we have to let things die we cant all be the catcher in the rye, its time time i started forgivin* and kept on livin* as we all realize sometime a hero wont rise to fend off the attacks when hes to afraid he'll get stabbed in the back and as he falls to his knees as his heart starts to freeze he finally sees that its not worth it to take the hit for some "i love you" bull s**t its time we all moved on into the coming dawn its time we stopped the madness, stopped the attacks, the lies lurking behind everyone's backs, i say f**k them i want my old friend back.
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