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When WWIII's just behind your bedroom walls; When all you ever hear are slanderous calls? What're you going to do? Let go? Let live? Let doom? When misery is your only company; When every one else could care less and share sympathy? What's left for you to do? Spike the glass, succumb to alcohol too. When you see a blinding light, hopeful and enthralling; when you hear the screams filled with pain and agony? Do you look back? Or thread on; of sympathy you lack. When all you see is Anarchy and bloodshed; When all you read is the threatening Cold Wars up ahead? Will you stay or carry through? Pull the trigger, after 1 then 2. When you stumble in an empty hallway; When faces with no faces smile your way? What do you think of? Hell or heaven? Since, Earth is far off. When the world begins crumbling, falling, breaking; when no one dares to sit beside you, weeping, waiting, breaking? What do you do? Let go? Let live? Let doom? |
Damn, Bugface. :) Haha. That was a great poem, and it just doesn't need any more improving. The rhythm is great, and everyone else is to. I can't even give constructive critism.. xD The world is cruel, but we all have to live in it. Abbie xx | Posted on 2009-08-26 00:00:00 | by smexybabe0101 | [ Reply to This ] | |