my own



angry at you
bloody world

i beat my fists broken
against something i can not define

no, no, no
i don't want
to be a perfect

piece

i want to be it all






Poetry by Karl-Johan Englund
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Written on 2010-01-20 at 10:15

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workoutrules
who is perfect! eh?? but then to slam your fists against mother earth!!she might let the thunder roll! and hopefully she can strike the wars of violence!hmm or is it God of mother earth? lol I dont know I just think and let my pen unload lol:) from my mind

cheers
2010-02-05