Posted by S.D. on September 25, 2000, at 2:05:23
Hello there, poetry lovers!
Well, Bullwinkle's not here, so S.D. is filling in for him today...
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Spirit Killer/Poison Pill
From the parents' scars it's flowing
They feed it to the child unknowing
It finds a weakness, burrows in and won't let go;
the poison takes hold and won't let go.It burned her, beat her down; it took it's toll
It won't be caged, it's restless now, demands another soul
It gushes forth, finds it's mark and won't let go;
it's born again and won't let goNothing so toxic can survive
It sows the seeds of its own demise
This generation will be the last
This generation will make it right
Spirit killer, you'll die tonightI hold it close as it pulls me down
I bury the pain as it buries me
I swallow the pill, hold my breath and won't let go
I will be the last
I will make it right
I hold my breath and won't let goS.D.
poster:S.D.
thread:674
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