Dangerous type of society.

by Cheyenne   Apr 19, 2012


Are you out of your mind?
I was just being kind.
No need for your dramatic threats,
We only just met.
I was saying G'day,
Do you know your way?
Is that such a crime?
or out of line.
Put away your fist,
And take some time, to breathe in that lovely mist.
Please, let me be,
I only came down to look at the sea.
Oh, no need for that kick,
I might end up having a fit.
Don't spit on me,
I'll give you my keys?
What about my money?
Oh, isnt it sunny.
That one blow to my head,
Made me more of a sped.
Look, i'm sorry,
My family will worry.
I turned around,
Now i'm lying on the ground.
blood everywhere,
You just don't seem to care.
Gasping for that one last breath,
is this all, that's left?
This isn't right,
I didn't want to fight.
Please stop?
Tick, tock. Tick, tock.
Thats the sound of a clock.
My times running thin,
Do you feel like a king?
You're a sad lad,
Do you think you're mad?
You're nothing but a low life scum,
Drinking that rum,
Killing me for some fun.
You knew damn well, i couldn't run.
What about my mum?
She will ring the cops,
And you're off your chops.
So have fun in jail,
With all of those males.
This was a fail.
Next time, think!
Before you sink,
To the lowest level,
And settle.
Take a deep breath,
Before being the cause of another deatth.
I'm just giving you advice,
That might save your life.
So goodbye,
But remember, next time, do it right.

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