Red brain bullet

by killedsparatik   Apr 26, 2006


Ha ha !!!
i rip out the poetical guts from your body
only to boldly stand

on your battle field
with the words of victory on my tongue
and the flame of war in my hand

tenaciously i can
overcome you

fearlessly i can
be a wall you cant get through

skin as armor
from the days of old

I'm far more
than what anyone can behold

my sword
my shield
and road are heavy, hardened and long

journey of the weak
mind of the strong

--downtheroad a.k.a killedsparatik

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