» Poem: what's the point |
what's the point
written by Trapezium02:42 PM 7/29/04Truth wont come out,
Choke on your lies,
Rip off your mask,
Take away your disguise,
You say i killed you,
What does that mean,
You are still alive,
Did i do it in a dream,
You continue to slag me off,
Not to my face at all,
You do it behind my back,
And start to act like a fool,
Ask my freinds for their numbers,
What the hell is this,
Trying to kill me or something,
Or are you just taking the piss,
I have nothing against you,
Why would i,
You're the one with the problem,
You wont make me cry,
Let's just leave this now,
What is the point trude,
There is none so shut up,
And don't be so rude |
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Trude... can you honestly tell me the point in flooding the hex by saying how much you "hate" me... your lies are worthless... and leave my freinds alone... rob's getting officially freaked... either talk to me like an adult or shut up completely... i feel sorry for the hex listening to us bitch... stop it [ View Trapezium's Profile ] [ Go to the Poetry Portal ] This Poem has been viewed 411 times
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» Comments / Feedback | by Darkwolfgirl (7-29-2004 - 09:47 PM)
by Norway_babe (7-31-2004 - 12:13 PM)
ummmm... i want their numbers cos they're my m8'es too u jerk |
by Trapezium (7-31-2004 - 01:20 PM)
LMAO... sorry but Rob didn't get that idea... he thought you were "a nosy little bitch that wont keep your nose out of other peoples business" |
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