It's Time

It's Time

A Poem by Purple Hatted Bandit
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I 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 one

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Its 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....

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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

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 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.

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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.

 

 

© 2010 Purple Hatted Bandit


Author's Note

Purple Hatted Bandit
the * means that the word doesn't exist.
the -------------- means there's a pause

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Very good. When you told me earlier you wrote a rap i thought to myself Oh jeez xD But this is really good. It's well written and like the poems before, very well written with outside references like "catcher in the rye". You've captured the emotion of someone in deep pain, has stuggled and seen too much in this life already. Your words are strong and powerful.
Keep writing, you have more potential than I. Great job.
I could imagine this rapped by P.O.D. to the tune of Youth of the Nation

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on December 1, 2010
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