This is no exorcism horror flick,
Sense them and then I'm praying real quick,
Seeing Simply Red but without Mick,
Chasing my demons away with Jesus's stick,
Explosions detonate gigantic like Michael Bay,
Human life isn't just rolling around in hay,
Call me a cuckoo version of Cassius Clay,
Steadily boxing this horrid darkness away.
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Offline) - Published: May 11th, 2024 04:44
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Comments2
I'd give you two likes, if I could,
Slayer.
Woah, thanks!
You taken up boxing?! lol
I do have a go on the bag lol.
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