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hear me friend and listen well

this my story i must tell

for my glory i do fight

through out the day and into night

although my way is righteous still

i find i must strike to kill

grind to dust my mighty foe

i don't worry because i know

that if i hurry i can win

i can pass by all the sin

i dont ask why but do care how

where i walk i should run now

while i talk i could be there

they would see my twiztid stare

they could hear my darkest cry

fear me not but wonder why

i get hot about a soul

that is not filled but is a hole

my mind stilled upon the thought

will i live or just get shot

will i give or just get by

while i wait and wonder why

can sate my hungry fire

will i be burned with my desire

will i be spurned by those i love

or thrown away by all above

i've grown today and will the next

i will forever pass the test

but i will never do it wrong

for evil paths are way too long

the fire that runs through my mind

is all i ever seem to find

it burns within my purpose now

as i sit here as i bow

i try to make it go away

still it wont, it wants to stay

fight for me it screams and yells

take the heavens and the hells

make them yours and never give

not one inch, not as you live

and even if your broken down

do not realease that holy crown

the way is filled with wicked tears

i try to say so, no one hears

i am alone within my rage

how do i break this twiztid cage

i burn and squirm, i start to smoke

around my neck is laid the yolk



i serve my purpose as a slave

the crown is mine and never gave

they toil on and suffer so

but it's ok, my power grows

it's not enough and never will

i want it more, i want it still

that fire that lives in my chest

has told me so, i am the best

i deserve all that i've got

no matter that the world is shot

they should have won and not let me

then they'd be happy, they'd be free

but this is not the thing that's done

i fought hard and then i won



but still the fire burns inside

i wish that i could run and hide

from the thing that i became

what is this beast i could not tame

the thing that told me take it all

make the kings and kingdoms fall

it is all yours, once you take

for this is your life that you make

was it worth it, was it right

was it worth the yolk thats tight

i live for something not my own

as i think i start to groan

for i have desroyed everything

and what did all the glory bring

i am a shell that's filled with fire

now i'm empty, no desire

i burned the world for selfish gain

and now i live with all the pain

that i gave to those who tried

to tell me all before they died

this the thing i have inside

isn't foreign, it is my pride

nothing is said to those who are dead

the life is a price for blood to be shed

cannot be seen by those who would wait

forever and never a thirst that is sate

the joy for a sin in place it will be

my brother is cursed but never from me

too many forgotten the few are alone

once we're undone forever unknown

passion is the way that i make it known

to all those who see that i'm mostly grown

but i've still got a little bit of growin to do

and if you say that it's more then i'll ask for who

cause it's not for anyone else that i do it for

when i'm screamin at the pain, give me more and more

this is just a test i give to myself

i just take all the pain and put it on a shelf

i store it all away for a rainy day

when it 'll be used to destroy the way

that everything has been done until this time

all those who thought that i'd never rhyme

i'll make them all pay for the things they said

and as i'm givin them all pain they will wish for dead

but it won't be comin any time too soon

they can wish all they want at this crazy loon

for too many times they just had to laugh

at the wizards and the dragons and the magic staff

but it's just too late now cause i'm in charge

i'm the one with the axe and it's really large

i'll hack and i'll chop as they're screamin stop

it's only gonna stop when i can hear the bones pop

it's still and it's quiet as the blood flows out

the only thing i hear is the echoed shout

death creeps in as i leave the room

i walk to the closet for the mop and broom

it won't take long before the place is clean

there might be a ghost but nothing to be seen

a little bitty stain is all that's left behind

of that stupid mother f@$%er who was so damn blind

as to tell me that I would never get to live

that i'd never have anything of worth to give

but i'm the one who won in my sacred home

i think i'll make an ashtray from his biggit dome

and even though i don't smoke it'll make me laugh

to think that it sits right next to my staff

well he's not the first nor will he be the last

there are still a thousand biggits from my twiztid past

and if you are one youd better run and hide

cause i'll be behind you my axe at my side

to chop at your ass as you run away

for all the things you said about my wicked way

and as you lay diein your blood almost gone

you can think about the times that you were really wrong

like when you all said i'd never do a thing

i'm alive and your dead that must really sting

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Isis101
23:19 Apr 07 2009

Epic. Cool!

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Slipknot4Life2009
22:51 Apr 14 2009

now those are the true words of a juggalo

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this is it

now you'll see

what it is

that makes me me

first things first

and thats my mind

for some to see

they must be blind

but thats not all

there is to me

come and look

what next makes me

my heart and soul

are tied for two

and thats because

they feel for you

last not least

what makes me be

is that i own

all three for free

so take a look

and see what's here

for all that's true

is laid out clear

just remember

that what is true

isn't easy

if it's for you

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Isis101
23:21 Apr 07 2009

This is very good.

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Slipknot4Life2009
22:41 Apr 14 2009

why doesnt anyone comment on this poem?? in a way its bittersweet for me at least because i can understand it lol

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