sorry i failed you

By Rebel tiGer King

It starts with a grain of salt,
Its the season of your character.
Which seperates men from wolves,
eating sheep, weak and diseased.
Learn, that will get you no where.

Now some sand,
Its the texture of your concience.
You will do wrong for the right reasons.
As men teach in the confines of the witches nest.
Four walls and spells
to roast your dreams, one of a kind to
same old drag bag, your country needs you.

Finnaly some humor,
You must learn to laugh at the tragedies
of the innocent and bad jokes of the guilty.
Then you'll be accepted by the fallen,
martyrs claiming they seek apathy.
If only they knew my son,
In order to achieve it, you must abandon the persuit,
to avoid hypocracy.

At last, breathe in you are finished,
But you are ugly, cursed like all the others.
I made you vulnerable.
Here's some pitty,
buy some love,
Cause i ran out.

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Copyright 2010 Rebell tiGer King
Published on Thursday, January 14, 2010.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

The birth of sin
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  • A former member wrote: this felt like lessons learned the hard way, there are so many biting lines, I can taste the bitterness of this cauldron of curses, these are the words and the insights I have missed from you.

  • A former member wrote: This was beautiful. Those last 2 lines are my favorite. Great job. *Alice*

  • ColourGod On Friday, January 15, 2010, ColourGod (44)By person wrote:

    This gets better as it progresses. After reading through a couple times, the second stanza seems to be my favorite. The last stanza leaves my mind creating more to your words. Like there is something there for me to grasp out of nothingness.

  • A former member wrote: *awed* i'll have to fine time to find the right words, this was just mind sex. i'm pretty sure, yup you just blew my mind. ^^~moony

  • A former member wrote: ummm... there is so much good stuff in here that I don't know were to begin! The feelings of loss are great. Admitting we have to move on are worse. You captured an amazing sense of anger, hurt, and remorse all in one place. It flows and screams at you. Love it. =)

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