A VERY Bad Day

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.

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