Modi
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life
Unsheathe the glaring dagger to plunge into my soul
A steel I’ll feel more ever that’s real and chilly cold
Draw your lethal pistol and gun me down in spite
My bullet riddled heart your love shot me in the night
Knuckle up your tight clenched fist and smash me in my dome
Atone your brutal teachings the beatings I once called home
I forgive the hate you’ve shown me I accept your nature’s path
I have freed my tortured life now you must live with that
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LP45 says: Nice write Modi. Great flow. |
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