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[sid] => 12734
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Warzone
[time] => 2003-02-16 05:31:31
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => I have one wish that I want to come true
Is that you don't get me made, and make me kill you I've learned from experience, fighting doesn't prove a thing Except make the big mouths silent, and make a death bell ring I'm tired of fighting, it's getting rather boring It's only made me become concerned with a KO for the scoring I've sort of become addicted, always craving for a fix It just made others think, me and people don't mix I'm proud of what I've done, I wouldn't change it at all But with every punch I throw, another person would fall I give the people in the War Zone a front that I am a brick That nothing can break it cause the concrete is thick You're trying my patience, I wish it would end Cause if it doesn't soon, the restraints will bend Like little twigs and out will come my wrath Going on instinct, destroying everything in it's path By then I'm not in control, and I can't stop Until you are dead, or maybe when you drop And as you lay bleeding, a smile crosses my face As I wonder how much longer can I can keep my pace. 1/10/87 [comments] => 1 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 13 [informant] => darkscorpio [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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