Throne

Throne

A Poem by Stam

Running round crazy places
Luck is high produce the aces
Winning was never a doubt
Laugh at them who didn't give me a shout
People love it when your back is against the rope
All them losers didn't give me a hope
Blood sweat and tears put me back on top
Burst they bubble with a giant pop
So still here sitting on my throne
While all you crawl back under your f*****g stone

© 2012 Stam


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Added on June 25, 2012
Last Updated on June 27, 2012

Author

Stam
Stam

Sunderland, Tyne & Wear, United Kingdom



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