FootstepsA Poem by Kayleen
Previous Version This is a previous version of Footsteps. You aint got no f*****g say Think you hold some f*****g sway? Cant really set a price to pay if i turn out just like you
you took a hippocratic stand with your tokens in your hand be not like i am well if i was what could you do?
do you play the martyr or the fool? its hard to set a broken rule it's deserved though maybe cruel if only that you knew
Mental scar that i can feel Caught up in street appeal To taste insanity so real I find it hard to choose
and you take a hippocratic stand got your f*****g tokens in your hand be not like i am well what the f**k would you do?
your blood's pumping through my veins lm the ones who's got the reigns change course or follow down your lane my decision will rip into you
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Added on August 2, 2009 Last Updated on August 6, 2009 AuthorKayleenAnaheim, CAAboutKayleen. 22. California. I Like Old School Punk Rock, Electro nonsense, and Katy Perry. The Mighty f*****g Boosh. Everything else amazing overseas we dont have here. I make movies, bad decisions.. more..Writing
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