Dark Poetry #4 |
Life Part 3(Worrying) |
Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
When I get over feeling worry, I chase my girl in the gutter, For some quick lickin, Stickin my ish in every hole, Not knowin if I am on parole, All I did was one crime, I got to pay it all my life, Nuttin left for sinners like me, From this insanity is given, My peace is taken away, Locked up in this prison cell, Since then my life has failed, When will I get a second, To think of all my sins, Wantin to ask for God’s mercy, So this pain will not hurt me, But for the time being, I carry on this lifestyle, Holding my head high, Speeding away half-heartedly. I speak insanity. I write fantasy. I sleep reality. |
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EagleScorpion Senior Member
since 2000-03-08
Posts 1644Here, Now, Forever |
my friend is like you... he currently has a warrant out for his arrest and is in hiding.. not a way to live good luck bro.. there will be a way there always is |
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