i clenched my fists
i thought of all the pain he had caused me
he was the last person on my list
in just a monent, his life would cease to be
how long had i been waiting for this
this was where the torment would end
i threw out my right fist
then i saw his body bend
he came back with a hard hit
i kicked him in the chest
this was not a battle of wit
i knew we were both giving our best
as he came to hit me again,
i brought out my knife
this was were the fight would end
one stab in the chest, there went his life
not as dark as PAIN, but i like it. whatta you guys think?
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Final Bout
#3
Posted 27 July 2004 - 11:21 PM
hehe. i never really made a good poem before these two. am i actually good?
#6
Posted 27 July 2004 - 11:31 PM
Then I would say that's better than I could ever do because i'm not much of a poet myself :/
#7
Posted 27 July 2004 - 11:36 PM
well, like i said. all you need is inspiration. i find mine from everywhere. mostly songs ^_^
#8
Posted 28 July 2004 - 12:03 AM
Hmm songs never actually thought of that I always thought it came from just there head.
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