Words are worse than guns or swords, and poems are are the only expression of heart I've got. Enjoy.
Bullets fly by above this deserted patch of grass in Metropolis
and for some reason, I walk alone
The scorching metal never grazing my skin
People running awkwardly, regretting their sins
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I've got a brain malfunction, an imbalance
I can hardly stand the silence
Waging wars without violence
Emotional firestorm, without a single word
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Where did all the inspiration go?
When did the clouds stop spinning and the birds quit singing?
Where did the sunshine go?
When did everything I've ever known just get up and go?
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You are the epitome of every disgusting thing that make men cringe
You are a lonesome coward among kings
A fine name, a handsome Armour and nothing more
Can't even find the time to place the words in places where they mean the most
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