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Nov 20, 2008
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Poetic Justice
Words bleed deeper than their river of ink carries…
Sound floats on angels wings and plunges to the depths of hell…
A whore loves as Rome ruled…powerful, tactful, and destructive…
We are the Gods of our own wars…
We are the royalty of our own kingdoms…
Our Captor and our Calvary…
Our Savior and our Reaper…
Kill not your brother without a knife to your back…
For to do so would be murder…
Only an eye for an eye in a perfect world…
Sound floats on angels wings and plunges to the depths of hell…
A whore loves as Rome ruled…powerful, tactful, and destructive…
We are the Gods of our own wars…
We are the royalty of our own kingdoms…
Our Captor and our Calvary…
Our Savior and our Reaper…
Kill not your brother without a knife to your back…
For to do so would be murder…
Only an eye for an eye in a perfect world…
— theladyblue, Nov 20, 2008
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RSScheerer
17 years 6 months ago
if only
theladyblue
17 years 6 months ago
if only indeed...
Tink
17 years 6 months ago
wow
theladyblue
17 years 6 months ago
thanks
Rett
17 years 6 months ago
Emarie
Ink Dragon
17 years 6 months ago
Very clever and powerful write
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