Manipulative DestructionA Poem by PoeticFuryWe are living, but are we living.Empty words...... Empty promises behind empty walls as words infect a tainted soul, heart and mind. As the damned uses them and their body as a host the confused has no words for speaking. …....... They are forced to live in silence. As bodies fall and blood trails those dark streets. The eyes see.... Though they can do nothing as the once confused has no choice, but to just watch as all they do is wrong. No control over their feet. No control over their mind. No control over any feeling. Except that the feeling they can't help, but feel is defeat. Even the strongest soul was told they could not resist As they took the words that they have heard and put them into violent action. Then soon after realized am I being used till I end up like this? Letting this so call straight edge savior into my life? Taking over my body and mind gives me the result of watching my whole life pass me by. Have I done the work of the damned? Cause I had my swing at life in an attempt to knock it out. Although I clearly have missed. …..These empty words....Empty promises leaves us behind life's empty wall as we don't enjoy life, but they say we live. The number one hobbies are that people steal and kill. We need to make this word..... This world back to something from the now... What is it? What is this world now? It's not the world, but the people that live in it that makes it nothing. Before its to late; stop it! Stop it right now! That goes for you and all of your manipulative destruction. We will make it out of your game just you wait and see. You will never hurt anyone anymore. “You won't hurt me”
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1 Review Added on April 15, 2011 Last Updated on April 15, 2011 AuthorPoeticFuryNew Orleans, LAAboutHeaven has no fury like a writer with emotion. I love writing more than I love life. Why? Cause writing is my life, and without it I have no life. I enjoy music, and meeting new people. Also like most.. more..Writing
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