If only i could get my hands on you
Like puppets on wires, i'd toy with you all
Beneath my tread, i make you kiss the soil
All the while i'd drink of your scorn
Despise me all you want, you don't know real hate
You surrounded me with spite, it seeped into my pores
Under wings of anger
I am the collective malice of all
Walk with me brothers
The hungry, the homeless, the abused and ready to fall
That fury is all we need to immolate the world
And on it's scorched earth we shall finally stand tall
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Bit of a random idea really
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i wish at moments and times that i could just take people stripping their bodies down on wires, to toy with them, and let them suffer the way i did,and let them indure all the pain i felt, so they could truly understand, but i know if i did, i would only be hated, but hate is the most powerful thing that makes me, good poem...keep up the work, but im really am liking this one, lol
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with emotions
The hungry, the homeless, the abused and ready to fall
That fury is all we need to immolate the world
And on it's scorched earth we shall finally stand tall .......its fine and expresses emotions
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wow i really liked this poem also
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