I walk alone
Power coursing through my bone
I walk the streets
Near the marketers selling their meats
I feel my rage
At my life in a cage
I see you there
I can smell your hair
I try to kill you
But what harm can I do
They locked me up
Since I was a pup
I won't give in
They will not win
I make a plan
To make a stand
I am getting out
I hear you shout
I will make you scream
It is like a dream
Your blood on my hands
My anger expands
I killed a man
That is how it began
I know its a sin
But I will do it again
Author notes
*growls*
Written May 20th, 2006
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Wow Babe this is awesome...i will email you sometime gotta go though sry so short
Love,
Cassie -
Thanx sis, I like it, kinda.
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Great!
I know how I would feel on a leash. I liked it, in a dark sort of way. -
How interesting. Not surprising such an unusual piece has caught my attention. It's beyond words what this piece has said to me. So I'll leave it with appreciation.
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