This might require a little thought just follow me.
Abortion
by Absolut
She rushed in Death by the touch of him
Again & again...
Tearing in the wind of sin til her soul turned cold in the lust of them just alone
She became...too
numb to the pain shown some
In the dumb of shame she told none
From the lies broken in so young
These words unspoken became ~1~
Die.
Just in her mind, he was I
4 the lack of trust in kind she cut her own sun
Why?
Was she tracing these lines of tears
Hoping pages of blood would just flood from these years and I
Felt her crying from a time of hear twisted inside
Her image as dreams so appear each
Written in the wind of fear
Moment
til breathes of mine ceased and I became "De-" inside she became me...
Souls of past in the reflection of leaves
she could see
Dancing in the fall from trees mentally
As pieces of her broken family I was, never to be. Only so a-part
We shared the Death of one heart slowly...
Together.
Feel me..
Some of my more recent sh1t.
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Last edited by Absolut da poet; 01-25-06 at 02:35 PM.
I've had all these individual lines mixed up in my head for months and I wanted 2 use them but they didn't fit anything I was doing at the time. so I finally said 'fuk it' and decided to arrange them on paper and I'm not totally happy with how it was put down but I'm not gonna rewrite it (usually I would) cause I wanna see if anyone can get it the way that it is.
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Their plan was to knock me out the top of the game.But I overstand,they truth is all lame.I hold cannons that shoot balls of flame.Right in they fat mouth,then I call my name.
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"just because, the candidate you've been asked to vote for is rotting in an english jail, shouldn't put you off, sure wasn't i one till a week ago. they can jail us, torture us, even conscript us, use us as cannon fauter in the some, but there is one weap
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