Nobody Makes Me Bleed My Own Blood!A Poem by The Lovely Sound Of CrashingNOBODY!
Taint my blade?
Take it for a spin, Right around your neck- Kiddin, I would never cut you off... Go ahead, say what you wanna say. But bite that tongue if it gets too harsh... Harsh, like my attitude. I'm human to the eye, But there's a devil in me, That wants to tear it up. Up...side down, Round and round, Innocence is a merry go round, Guilt is a spinning revolver's rounds. And I'm blasting, You're in the cobras clutch like Rasslin'- Fading out like old trends, And I'm the latest fashion. Burning hotter than the herb, That your little brothers stashin'. The order of this world, Mmm- I don't see it fit. It needs more chaos, I was put here to spice it. Slice it, Splice it, Cu-cu-cut it up. You cookie cutter fuckers, Are asking to meet brass knux. So pull up your pull-ups. There really isn't anyone too strong. There needs to be wrong! In order to have right, Balance is balance, Evil keeps the scales at the same height. An angel in you, A devil in me- Your sanity looks tasty, Let Me Feed. © 2009 The Lovely Sound Of CrashingAuthor's Note
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Added on February 5, 2009 Last Updated on February 5, 2009 AuthorThe Lovely Sound Of CrashingMiramar, FLAboutDEAR FRIENDS: I forgot my password for this profile and I just recently remembered it. I started a new writerscafe page and I decided I would just stick with it since I posted so much of my newer s.. more..Writing
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