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On The Edge & In Your Face

I sit here, despite the actions that had occured.
I wonder why they took place at all, the events which followed.
To smite a creature is to smite ones soul.
Have I tresspassed far too long?
This world that crosses my path,
Which way should I head?
Over the lands and across the lakes, through the deserts and over the mountains.
My path of destruction shall be felt,
For the mighty crossings you have arose.

^
I felt like I've done something bad. A creepy crawly was walking across my keyboard, and I smited it. I feel bad. :(
Thats what gave me reason for my somewhat theoretical poem...ish.

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awe, I think about that sometimes... like who am I to squish a buggy life.


"poem...ish" <------ heheheh

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I felt bad for an entire day but I did think, "I warned you!"

I wrote something else today, haven't put it together yet. I'll post it up when its finished.

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Now you're in trouble.
Did I ever tell you the story about Mr. Samsa and I??
He was an ant.. I killed him and then his ant buddies came from no where and decided to harass me.
Now Mr.Samsa continuously returns, no matter how many times I kill him... Note to self: Stop killing him..
He will be back again. Actually it HAS been a while since I last saw him.
HOW COME U DIDNT SEND ME THIS POST?? NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR U ANYMORE MR..??

*sobs*

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well if he was not heading the warning and he stuck his nose up Anyway then maybe he needed it lol

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