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~part of a whole poem i wrote w/ my friend~
You are a decomposer,
It makes you a loser,
You're so lovesick,
It's getting toxic
You'll always be my slave,
and I'll dance on your grave.
You think you're hot as the lithosphere,
no, you're just fat like the biosphere.
Shut up, you piece of meat,
Your hair smells like your feet,
Don't pretend to be sweet,
You know you'll never beat.
Now I can’t trust anyone,
I wish we could go back to the fun
We lose all minds of innocence and pure,
Sprouting thoughts that is impossible to cure
What part of her made you evil?
You’re point of view is just medieval
I now think, you’re gross as a weevil,
I wish you would get hit by an anvil.
original poem
- Title: To the People I Hate
- Artist: dostoy
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Description:
please don't take offense, this was originally meant to be for this person my friend and I hate. Don't mind the grammar mistakes and the messed up rhyme scheme.
some of it you wont understand much, 'cause it is referencing a fight we had.
This is part of a poem we made, the whole thing is available in the link.
- Date: 07/05/2017
- Tags: people hate betrayal
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Comments (1 Comments)
- flyys - 12/17/2017
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Your poem is really funny.
Perhaps from the rhyme scheme?
I hope you made up with that person.
Because you're not an angry sort of human.
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