BreakerA Poem by kenny
Broken down to the base components.
broken down by my opponents. However I look into an empty ring, empty save for my broken form, that being the only thing. I saw my enemies plain as day. and they still haven't gone away. all that's left is one simple solution. that walking away, be my retribution. © 2011 kenny |
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Added on April 22, 2011 Last Updated on April 22, 2011 AuthorkennyAboutI mostly write sad poems, tongue in cheek poems, and poems about rocks :) more..Writing
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