Ace Of Black Hearts
Slow Reform - Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
Don't take this fast.
Slow down just a little bit.
Reform doesn't happen over night.
Making a better man. İs that the plan?
Can you change the monster in me now.
I'm sorry but i won't just bow.
Who do you think you are anyways.
Don't judge unless thy wants to be judged.
So what if I've done some very bad things.
Do you think I had a choice.
Do you think that's what I wanted.
Then why didn't I flaunt it.
Notoriety is not the substance of life,
Anymore then taking one.
Now I'm under attack again.
They keep coming at me.
You screwed up.
Let bodies stay buried.
Secrets are best left unspoken.
Just leave it, and let me alone.
I'm no longer running.
I'll face it head on if I must.
Come on take your shot.
Hit me if your can.
Prove that your the better men.
Hate me for what I am.
Somebody who played and beat the system.
One roll of the dice and its was over.
İsn't that so nice?
Sometimes i feel my body should kept on ice.
Frozen in the times. That way,
I can accept my fate with honesty and distaste.
A life we should all embrace.....
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