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Shot On The Sidewalk
#1
HEY TO ANYONE WHO READING. THIS IS A POEM THAT ME AND MY TEAM PUT TOGETHER WHILE WE WERE BORED AND DEPRESSED LOL HOPE YOU LIKE IT IF YOU DO, COOL.
IF YOU DON'T, COOL.:redface:

Shot on The Sidewalk



[Mermroom]
You see I'm Socking punching bags and kicking dummies In their ribcage.
Preparing for war as we go through the streets of rage.
Fighting these suckas just to express my only freedom.
Cause crime was in the Fucking way so there we had our reasons.
Throwing one's It's Mrs. Mermroom raining on numerous criminals.
Living outside Roswell where there's hell through the pinnacle.
Of madness,life was so chaotic in my neighborhood.
Rolling through a place where thousands of innocent bodies stood.
Layed out, DEAD! on the corners of each block.
Always having hissy fits cause I wanted this to just stop.
This one criminal was very tough and so quick.
At first I had him cause I knocked him out with bare fists.
Suddenly WHAM! out of nowhere I was clobbered with a wrench.
I was dumped to the curb than a pile of shit.
And what he took out of his coat to put an end of me.
Two silencers with evil looks oh no these deadly things.
So now my face forward looking at the shady demon.
And I was ready for death me wasn't scared of leaving.
He pulled the trigger,two bullets hit my left breast.
The third one had caught me straight up In my fucking neck.
My eyes rolled up to my head as my life was lost.
I'm claimed murdered, I was shot beside the sidewalk.



[Toomuch]
Every night around eleven I kept tossing and turning.
Me having nightmares,waking up,which was very disturbing.
But there's this one night where I knew I felt unsafe.
And since I knew I couldn't sleep I jumped up out of bed as I embraced.
Something unexpected which had gave me the creeps.
Blood splatters all over my wall which was thicker than marshmallow peeps.
That's when I ran into the kitchen took a knife out the cabinet.
The average typical weapon when chopping things like a cabbage.
On the floor there were piles of butts from somebody's cigarettes.
Now I'm thinking to myself yo who the hell did this mess.
Then, behind me with my hands up stood a man with a ruger.
The same fiend in my dreams and no It's not Freddy Kruger.
He said failure to follow my orders a result of your death.
But I realized my knives In handy just to keep him in check.
I crossed the fool In the waist, which I knew he was in anger.
Did some damage between his legs, with a scar that was major.
As ran out through the front door,I threw my knife in a bramble.
Man It was too much on my shoulder which was too much to handle.
Now there was something odd about this here that didn't feel right.
Usually killers would chase you but he was nowhere In sight.
I'm panting,thinking what to do, but what just made me aware.
Was hearing voices from the killer telling me ARE YOU SCARED! (HA HA HA HA HA)
Suddenly, he appeared behind me as he shot me In cold blood.
Now I know how It feels like to have a bullet stuck In your Lungs.
I'm caught behind the rear yo I've been back talked.
My nightmare turned into a real tragedy,cause I got shot upon the sidewalk.


[Ottomattik]
My whole town was burned to crisp,where riot's started back when.
Thugsters and cops would kill each other ever since I was 10
I could see all of this happening from watching the news.
Until I heard a window pane smashed In my living room.
That's when a gang ran through my homeland,they were stashing my crib.
They're guns pointed In my direction saying THIS IS A STICK UP KID!
I'm hauling ass like road runner,they start peeling caps.
And then I heard shattered glass as I went through the back.
So when I ran through my yard, my face was stunned and shocked.
Cause I could see all types of folks breaking In all of the shops.
Sabotaging things In pawn stores, they took every accessory.
Jumping over register's,stealing all of the weaponry.
There's fights letting loose by tons of angry mob's.
The area was filled with terrorists OH MY GOD!
I'm In a no holds barred It's everyone for they're lives.
Drunken bum's throwing bottles using shards as knives.
While I'm Looking everywhere on how It's gonna go down.
Above me In one of the buildings was a sniper.....POW!
He hit me dead in my heart so that's that.
I get shot and layed out as my body collapsed.
As I'm on the sidewalk dying I wasn't gonna make it through.
I'm gasping out of breath as I told the planet MAN FUCK YOU!


YEAH SHOUT OUTS TO LADY GAGA ON THIS ONE. YOUR PAPARAZZI SONG INSPIRED US TO DO THIS ONE.Winknudge
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#2
Wow, Mike--what a way to channel those emotions! Wink

Guns and violence freak me out, but as always, I respect your talent.
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#3
The Poems they are of violence and hate stilll I find a moment of fate, I have been down these roads before, and hope you never go there before. I have a word to you respect the life, my friend I love and want to still the strife
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#4
thanks guys i didnt mean to scare anyone and james hopefully ill never go there
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#5
i have zero tolerance/patience when it comes to long....very long posts. and since it's you, i gave it a shot and boy was i glad. it's funny how the whole story has that 'frightening' vibe yet at the totality of it, after reading the whole thing, it gives you that anger-feel. good job.
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#6
Virgin Wrote:i have zero tolerance/patience when it comes to long....very long posts. and since it's you, i gave it a shot and boy was i glad. it's funny how the whole story has that 'frightening' vibe yet at the totality of it, after reading the whole thing, it gives you that anger-feel. good job.
awwww thank you very muchConfusedmile:
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#7
I like the way you write it's lyrical, like a metal band
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#8
Cloudpopper Wrote:I like the way you write it's lyrical, like a metal band
wowww really thank you very muchConfusedmile:
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