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Fooddrive at the Freshbait stand


A Poem by SamSarcasm
"
talent within reason , is love without passion
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Not a million fights could make me hate you

And I can’t help that my heart beats louder than everyone else’s

The possibilities in dreams coming true,

Try and get away from me again

 

Ambition reaches out to me, I GRASP!  It I can.

Pleases don’t steal my thoughts, tapping my wires,

And encoding hidden bugs in the very center of my bloody heart.

Try and get away from me again

 

Slick and dark like grease, but even the best lines get old

Someone’s baby was mine tonight, it’s the march of the dead

If the truth I speak reveals, I’ll be your yellow taxi on a rainy night.

Try and get away from me again


Kids in the street screaming ignorant gibberish, never could man up

The trips made time stop like a party that didn’t play music

Scars worn proudly the whole time to score with a whore

Try and get away from me again


But I was alone in the crowd, sarcastic sadness reached a rhyme

Another traveling star in this galaxy, noise rages through me

In dreams, I’m a killer. Tonight we escape; you can ride in the trunk.

Try and get away from me again


Kiss off! It’s the beat of the game and it’s all the same.

I am living the way choice led me to; I am on the verge of fame.

Rid sex of disease and give it some belief please

Cheesy! Chime the bell and begin the countdown to justice.

 

Try and get away from me again, begging on your knees

Try and get away from me again screaming baby please

 

 

 

 

 


© 2008 SamSarcasm



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