you think you have control
you think you have effect
but someday you will wake to find
a knife slid 'cross your neck.
you obsess over nothing
and attempt to kill our lives
but you shall be the one sunk down
dead from hasty lies.
you draw others to the fight
who know not who we are
in hopes to make unhappiness
last in our worlds by far.
you think you can outsmart us
though smart your clearly not,
you know not what you speak of
and for that the dead be caught.
callow words took from your mind
and placed upon your tongue,
spill freely from your vocal cords
which burst from shallow lungs.
you think that through your teamwork
your words can hurt us all
you think that it can kill us,
dead, lifeless as a doll.
so pr'aps then in your next life
you shall rue hurting me
for all your evil in this life
comes back to you times three.
 MasterTater · Mon Feb 19, 2007 @ 08:53pm · 0 Comments |
