Murder and death, I shoot to kill, I east that sh*t, like an extacy pill, You better stay, The f*ck out of my way, And I promise if you don't, You'll be dead today, Eternal violence filters through my mind, I think I'm destined never to find, A life and place, To call my own, Though people surround me, I'm still alone.
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Posted: Feb 2014
About this poem:
I was supremely ticked off,and decided to NOt vent it through violence.