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far from the oblivous crowd
deap inside a forest
darker then any dark
blacker then any black
i sit carving on a stone
my wounds are fresh and my eys wet .
crying out loud .
unanswered , unnoitced and unheard .
you scorn me , berate me
you call me a cut throat dog .
you spit me , kick me .
dispise me , deplore me .
u make me a symbol of contempt.
you call me uNfoRgiVen
I ask u WHY ?
cuz i dont smile ?
cuz i dont cry ?
cuz i m not the victim of desire like you ?
cuz i dont smile at there faces and draw daggerz at their backs ?
to kill each other for the sake of coulour , religion or even sex ?
cuz i am your escape goat ?
YES , i refuse to follow ur so called rules .
cuz i m a maverick , a dissentient a heterodox .
cuz i make make own rulez , and i am answerable to no one .
I end my epic here .
the time has finally arrived .
i see u there undertaker .
come take me into ur arms and bury me within .
it wont take long now .
farewell creul world .
plz dont make a shrine on my grave .
shed decieving tears and laught at my fate within .
i lie motionless beneath the stone .....
and marked on the stone are the words .....