Out with a BangA Poem by Chaos ComplexVenting.
I write like it matters,
To ease the violent dialogues chatter, Muttering in my brain to leave them all splattered. People say I'm full of it- They must mean angst. Cause I'm about to roll on everyone like a drunk soldier in a tank. Life is a b***h, Give that naughty ho' a spank. I'm about action, like Statham in CRANK. I'm a sore to their eyes, Like they were sat on by herpe infested p***y. I've been starving to be something- But I decided to give up gluttony. If they don't like this Mega Man, Then I'm killing those Dr.Wily's. You can't catch up to this road runner, You silly Wile E's. I'm nipping them in the bud, Like female embryo's of the Chinese. UGH. Let me out this cage, Demon's gotta vent some rage. They couldn't handle the insanity- They'd have to carry me away. So I crowd surf into the mob that would hate me, With an unpinned grenade and a grin, Whispering- "Good night ladies and gentlemen..." Before I go out with a BANG. © 2011 Chaos Complex |
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1 Review Added on November 1, 2011 Last Updated on November 1, 2011 AuthorChaos ComplexFLAboutI like to express my emotions and feelings in poetry. I write a lot of rap/hip hop stuff. I'm really vulgar. Deal with it. I don't get many reviews, but thank you to those who even bother to re.. more..Writing
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