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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Remove the revenge...remove the rage...remove the revulsion that drives me insane God,please take the thorns that bring peril and pain Thorns of trauma and torment,terror and tears God,hear my prayers and take those thorns made of fear Thorns of trauma...young mind torn to shreds by schools and swarms of invisible pirahnas Deathbeat dramas march like puppets and play inside my head,heart,and soul Take these thorns from my side and send them all home Thorns of torment...they twist and they taunt They stalk and they hunt their prey in and out of season With no rhyme and no reason Just for the fun of setting fires Making timebombs tick till they tock and explode Take these thorns from my side and send them all home Thorns of terror...I paint the planet black cause there's a monster in the mirror thought crimes becoming clearer I'm becoming what i like least...bad man to boomerang to brutal beast It keeps coming around like an endless carousel It doesn't kill me but only makes me stronger...length of pain is getting longer as I walk this world alone Take these thorns from my side and send them all home Thorns of tears...tearing through the fabric of time now crystalized and clear Thoughts I've had and deeds I've done Divinity dreams that turned to demon dust Regrets and remorse push my buttons until I scream...standing the storm as a solitary soul Take these thorns from my side and send them all home I beg and I plea until I finally get an answer God is smiling down on me still I'm bent like Charlie Manson He pays the ransom and sets my soul free But He doesn't take the thorns and it doesn't murder me His grace is sufficient for the world and for me
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