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fixed on the crimeCategory: Poems
Friday, 8 December 2006
09:18:22 PM (GMT)
Fixed on a never ending terror. And no one can save me. I'm lost and forsaken. And
Worthless as the days end. And night falls to sweep you away. And no one blinks. We
just let the poverty take over. We are the drones of poverty and goverment lies. And
wars are happening. More than you know about. Find out about. Learn about. Fixed on
the horror of the death. Of the man who killed him. Of the man who saved me. Who
never cared. With a gun to the head. And no way out. I look to no one. Because no one
cares. No one ever cared. The murder trial of the deaths. Of slayings. And the world
never blinks. Never stops. Never cares.

Blinky says:   9 December 2006   292257  
ur a rely gud ritr!!
RedThorn22 says:   9 December 2006   153866  
nice kool
RedThorn22 says:   9 December 2006   243495  
tell me what that means it is kool
Cyanide_kills says:   9 December 2006   177469  
It's what cyanide_kills means.
Jayne says :   15 December 2006   219414  


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