Meat PuppetA Poem by crowSlave to life, (brain washed). Slave to work, (under paid). Slave to reality, (it hits you every day). Time is running out, wonting to set things right, but out of time, (so you get your way). Chewing you up, lifes chewing you up. Pressure its called life. Taking you down when you are climbing up again. It chews you up. spits you out. Headache equals another pill, dose after dose after over dose. One problem after another. Mindless follow the flow you grew up with, (you obeyed the fist). Thinking of yourself as the perfect athority. Kill those who you love around you, killing them with a faulse sense of fake protection. Seeing through it all. We see through you. You murder with a weapon. Faulse guilt, and you don't seem to see it. © 2009 crow |
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Added on April 15, 2009 Authorcrowboone, IAAboutWell for starters I write poetery. I didn't grow up really reading poetry so I was influenced by bands like slipknot,cradle of filth, cannible corpse, korn, icp, type o negitive, sublime, and ect. I a.. more..Writing
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