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LIERS
written by XpaperdollX12:57 AM 3/30/05| What’s happened to poetry? It’s going down the drain. Emo filled tears. Hugging with no pain. Ha ha look I rhymed does this make me a good poet? Or should I make something up. I’ll write about how I supposable slit my wrists, or write about how my daddy raped me when I was little girl. So many sick people WHO haven’t gone through shit. Whatever happened to writing out the truth? It’s my turn to FUCKEN SPECK, IM GETTING SICK OF YOUR WEAK BULLSHIT. DO YOU REALLY WANT TO BE RAPED? OR KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO BE ABANDONDED, A CHILD ATTCDIED TO CRACK, OUR LIVE YOUR LIFE IN ABUSE, DO YOU WANT TO DIE? BECAUSE IF YOU DO I’LL HELP YOU. I’LL BE MORE THEN HAPPY TO TAKE THAT KNIFE AND SLIT YOUR THROAGHT. Your words keep blasting inside my head…blah blah fucken blaH go cry to SOMEONE WHO FUCKEN CARES.LIERS LIERS YOUR ALL LIERS! |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
okay lol this one is really dumb, but it's kind of the truth in ways. Why do people feel the need of writing things they have never seen or been through. It's an odd obsession. and half of them don't know what there talking about. This dosen't go out to everyone. Because there are poets on here you write amazingly well. And I am not saying I write good. You can tell if a person as never been through what they say they have been through and it pisses me off LIERS
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