Koi Xin

by Cate Rock   Jan 3, 2012


If you like me,
Which I dont believe you do...
You would have to have a love for the colors...
Black and blue.

I dont taste very good,
But how can you not like what you haven't tried.
I've had a few fans back in the day...
But they've long since died.

But if I where to concur,
I would speak with a bubble,
And you my sir would be in somthing...
A big lot of trouble.

Some picture me as green but often I am clear,
My origins are old, yet are still very near.

I have many names and a few to many masks,
My most common one to stick and my favorite one indeed.
My name is Koi, Koi Xin...
A name I would like you to heed.

Now the question on everyones' lips?
A knee to the chest,
A slap of the wrists?

Not this not that...no no no NO!
Tell me I'm a virus and you sir...will go.

I'mma villin, not a violin.
Im not cancer, prancer, or even heroin!

Come find me come find me...
Hehehehe...
Come find me come find me,
Before I kill again.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Mello193

    Pretty interesting piece. left me quite speechless.