![]() shoveA Poem by kenny
Raise your voice and bite the dirt,
don't like it? does it hurt? Guess it just ain't your day. Because no matter how far you runaway... it is on the end of a spear, for the sole purpose of fear, your severed head will rest. to let all who come know, we, are the best. © 2011 kenny |
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Added on May 18, 2011 Last Updated on May 18, 2011 Author![]() kennyAboutI mostly write sad poems, tongue in cheek poems, and poems about rocks :) more..Writing
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