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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Emotional >> ID #1568391  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Transformation
A little poem about transformation.
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tooled up and ready to go
eyes cold and unflinching
mind focused and sharp
you don't mean a fuck to me
your existence is merely so
you don't have feelings
you don't even have a soul
now that i've got my justification
it's time to make it happen
conscience buried deep in shit
responsibility on hold
i'm gonna fucking destroy you
take the victory for the gold

seems like a long time ago now
when my hands were raised for the win
you lost the battle but gained all the same
as i empowered and brought anger
where before there existed only pain
i took your shame and turned it into hate
i took your forgiveness and turned it into righteous indnignation
i took you and turned it into me
I gave you strength where there was none
i gave you pride for things there should be no pride in
i gave you me, where once before was you
trust in me when all else fails
fail through me, when all else trusts
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