my poem
Born in a world full of lies,
AK bullets will surely fly,
Slaughtering all, unlawful maim,
Forgetting who they are, forgetting their name.
In the Massacre their God will call,
Leaving the lost, forsakening all,
The wounds healing, leaqving scars behind,
Nothing to gain, with nothing to find.
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awesome
good poem very good poem
yer i really like it 2 will :)
danke ^.^
I really really like it!
will, whoever picks answer2 for question 1 is getting their butt kicked okey? ~_^
Nice poem.
Kinda scary, but I really liked it. :)
thank you, ill try to write more and post them