Vader
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CATEGORY
just different
Beginnings loved by most
Expressed though detested, its fresh and verbose
As lucid as a dream
Imagine passion crafted by the loftiest of schemes
The power to give and take away belongs to kings
And the plebians bow
Hands stay together, not forever, they just pray that the system never down
Heads hanging low, out of fear don't make a sound
They know the consequences
They know forgiveness isnt given simply through repentance
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COMMENTS
DallasCowgirl says: I dig! |
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amin901 says: very nice |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Vader
A letter for youI've returned from the land of the promised Stomped upon the honors of the nay sayers and the premadonnas My words that I've spoken are tokens worth hundreds in fourteen different countries The secret service hunts me My opposite has formed million dollar conglomerates with the purpose of killing me But there is no concealing me My freedom to roam was solidified since time immemorial I am a King Deal with it Sincerely, your friend/enemy/idol/worst nightmare/hope for the future  |
In TimeBeginnings loved by most Expressed though detested, its fresh and verbose As lucid as a dream Imagine passion crafted by the loftiest of schemes The power to give and take away belongs to kings And the plebians bow Hands stay together, not forever, they just pray that the system never down Heads hanging low, out of fear don't make a sound They know the consequences They know forgiveness isnt given simply through repentance
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