Bitter ConflictA Poem by Doctor Deathstab
I’m sick and tire of dealing with conflict; S**t at work and with family I don’t need stress at this moment because I could bring someone to their knees Get your job done and don’t start anything Keep your mouth shut and try to love me Be the Christian you preach about so much Stay away and let me breathe Right now I’m unstable. Do me a favor and Mind your business When I decide to snap you don’t want to be On my hitlist This is not a threat, it’s more like sound Advice Heed my words now because I won’t say it Twice © 2008 Doctor Deathstab |
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Added on December 26, 2008 AuthorDoctor DeathstabDEAboutI am a new breed of poet. I write what I feel and don't give a damn what others think. I am vulgar at times, but my thinking ability goes deeper than obscenities. (Did I spell that right?) So read bet.. more..Writing
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