11-27-2017, 05:11 PM
(11-27-2017, 07:10 AM)shemthepenman Wrote: Summender Schlag
Der Dichter, er zieht Knarre und Stift
wie willst du sterben du kleiner Wicht?
Der Feigling rannte, raus aus der Tuer
Ich will meinen Namen nicht auf Papier!
the good and the bad and the ugly
in the burning noon sun
bullets are evidence -
evidence kills
the order in this shithole of town
disintegrates.
ideas are meeting their maker,
you´re losing
and this ain´t a movie,
the ugly remain,
their blood forming stains.
cowards run, crawl away
saving their hide
one more time.
the worthless treasure,
the dusty blank leather
i´m calling my skin.
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