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I had a friend who became a foe
many lies he ever told
Unfortunately for him, I will not stand aside
I decided to end his existence in human kind
When I rang the bell, he was pleasantly surprised
Until the fear entered his eyes
One silent shot filled his head
and he fell over, quickly dead
his hollow body I began to drag
to the back part of my land
with a shovel, I began to dig
a decent grave, nice and big
once finished, the body fell inside
and I began filling the hole no one will find
but before I completed the task
many seeds rained from my hand
and with one last pat, the complete
to my shelter I began to retreat
many suns...many moons...
memories were forgotten soon
and in the place of my heavy sin
a glorious tree grew within
and to my joy, my secret was never found
so please spread my joy around
- by Catcher in burning Rye |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/29/2008 |
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- Title: anger
- Artist: Catcher in burning Rye
- Description: a poem about revenge
- Date: 07/29/2008
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- kait x deidei - 12/18/2008
- OMG! i loved your poem and can't wait to read more of your work! 5/5 and two thumbs up d^_^b
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