HER WORST REALITYA Poem by PROPAGANDISTLIKE A CAVEMAN SHE SITS SHE SITS AND CLEARS HER THROUGHT TO TALK, TALK OF WHAT? SOMETHING ALREADY SAID OF PAINS ALREADY FELT BUT THE QUESTION IS WILL TALKING HELP FOR THIS DEMON RESIDES INSIDE HER HEAD IT'S LIKE LIFE IT'S LIKE SELF CUNNING, CONIVING F**K IT'S LIKE ALL THESE PEOPLE ARE CONSPIERING, AGAINST HER
SHE CLEAR HER THROUGHT AND HOPES THAT BLOOD DOES'NT COME OUT LIKE T.B INFECTED PATIENTS FOR SHE ALSO HAS PROBLEMS OF THE LUNGS THERE IS SO MUCH BOTTLED UP ANGER SHE WALKS AROUND LIKE A TICKING TIME BOMB TICK TOCK SO MUCH EMOTION IT COULD FUEL A LOCOMOTIVE BUT TODAY TODAY SHE SHALL SPEAK
SHE CLEARS HER THROUGHT AND LOOKS AT YOU DIGS INTO HER MIND TO REMOVE THE PROFANITY SHE RUBS HER EYES NOT SO TO SEE CLEARLY BUT TO HIDE THE TEARS THE TEARS THAT ARE FORMING SHE LOOKS DOWN NOT BECOUSE SHE IS SHY NO BECOUSE SEING YOU WOULD ONLY BRING HER NIGHTMAREZ SHE CLEAR HER THROUGHT
SHE CLEAR HER THROUGHT AND HASITATES CATCHES HER BREATH AND SAYS WHY?????? WHY DO YOU DO THE THINGZ YOU DO WHY IS IT YOU COUSE SO MUCH PAIN IN MY LIFE AND EVERYONE IN GENERAL
SHE CLEARS HER THROUGHT AND SHE GET A LITTLE BRAVER YOU "B*****D" OOPS IT SLIPPED OUT SHE PROMISED HERSELF THAT THERE WOULD BE NO BLASPHAMY SHE LOOKS UP AND SEES YOUR EVIL STARE
SHE CLEAR HER THROUGHT AND PREPARES TO DIE FOR THE TRUTH "AS MY FATHER'S COFFIN WENT 6 FEET THEY BARIED MY HAPPINESS ALONG WITH HIM" SHE TELLS HIM
SHE CLEARS HER -WAIT HER THROUGHT IS CLEAR SO SHE CONTINIUES YOU ARE NOT MY FATHER SO SO WHY OVER ME YOU HAVE THIS POWER WELL I HATE YOU I AM ASHAIMED TO CALL YOU MY BROTHER. © 2011 PROPAGANDISTReviews
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5 Reviews Added on July 31, 2011 Last Updated on August 7, 2011 Author
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