MC (12-27-87 TO 8-28-06 / COOTER TOWNSEND...HAHAHAHAHAHA)

9-15-06

Seething I breathe a subtle purpose
Anger rising scratching the surface
Bleeding I convey the chains I've wrapped around my veins
Pushed as I fall, I'm inclined to hate

I never wanted this to be me
I simply wanted to someone to see me for who I am...

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Comments (3)

It is short and presice breathe.
I loved that. Very well written, you are quite the poet :)
its the 14th! ..................................