Travis Bell

Bushwhacked - Poem by Travis Bell

I'm strong and filled with his power.
You can't touch me I'm on the winning side.
That was Easier than I thought.
My faith is awarded accolade.
Why do you say no. it's not wrong I enjoy this.
Ok. I won't but not without much dismay.
Time for slumber.
Ohh shit satin has my number.
Like a shot strait to my vein.
I can't maintain.
Taken over by flesh I stand in stupefy

Shaking in my flesh I see doubt and pain.
He reminds me with pain there is much to gain.
Don't lose hope this is satin at his finest. You are my child, let the hot fire remove the impurities. Pick up your sword. keep calm and carry on.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 16, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, May 16, 2011

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