Shredded

Rip it up, shred it down
Come on, come on
I hate looking at your face
So I’m gunna take the anger out at this pace
Eyelet hits the floor
The scissors are still craving more
Casualties are made in war
Bring it on, bring it on
Your words mean nothing to me
Just leave the life they have be
You don’t get that this is bigger than you are
I’m not going to let you go far
Not going to happen, not going to go
These plans of yours, they’re going to be a no show
I won’t conform
And I won’t be a part of your norm
I don’t want you here anymore
So there’s the door

Shredded

Katz Karma

Joined October 2008

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Sewing is a great outlet for frustration, I say.

(If anyone knows of any writing/poetry groups I could join that would work for my style, I would greatly appreciate it!)

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