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[sid] => 122236
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Till Your Vocal Chords Cease
[time] => 2006-06-24 15:19:50
[hometext] => Know Francis Wolf is just my pen name, this poem isn't self absorbed. Just for that person in your life you've had enough with trying to control you.
[bodytext] => Hey boss man in your wincer knot ties Who conforms to conform of all conformities lies That can’t destroy the voice but God willing he tries Who’s mission lies monarchial till he withers and dies You’re a pawn, a peasant, pray to larger a beast They’d have every word lined out till your vocal chords ceased And like vultures on cactus would pick at you like a servant’s sad feast You’re just a worthless moment before the next if I may say the least The attempts you have made to conquer the free Cannot be made by a man who ripped out his own eyes just to see So take heed in these words and collapse on them lightly Francis Wolf is now the teacher who defines me His voice unlike yours speaks in millions of one Who have taken your hand and denounced it as done That think, you’ve had a good run but the running is run That you’ve tried your futile failings and you’ve had your fun [comments] => 1 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 6 [informant] => franciswolf [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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