Corey Fauchon

Rookie (2/10/1991 / Newcastle, NSW, Australia)

The Dream - Poem by Corey Fauchon

What I see in the Mirror?
I see a blood crazed Killer,
I see an Outcast,
I see the history, the Past

I don't like what i See
I know you don't like Me
You think I'm so Insecure
You think you're the Cure

You push me Down
You want a shiny Crown
You treat us like Peasants
Don't even acknowledge our Presence

You want some Fun
Time to swallow my Gun
One single Blast

No more living in Fear
The real kings are Here
Can't be brought Down
No longer the Clown

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 15, 2009

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