BackStab

by Justin Walker   Jan 16, 2006


To the end
how the story goes
i thought you were my Friend
man you suck you blow
side by side we stood
Fighting everything off
Drooped in our black hoods
NO rumors, taunts or scoffs
You fell into their trap
No long outcast
I was treated like crap
I was a thing of your past
Cast off like a child's toy
Well its pain you'll know
Your my plaything my toy
Mercy i will not show
Remember the thought the plans
To get revenge
Well your next man
Its your soul i avenge
This poisoned heart
Can do anything
To tear you apart
I must let our souls take wing

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  • 16 years ago

    by Ashlee

    Okay. i just read this poem and i hate what i put b4.. lol.. this poem is just so stong! and full of hate and love @ the same time! you did a very good job writing it! :)

  • 17 years ago

    by Ashlee

    I like it!!! greatttt job!! WOOT! =] 5/5

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