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Here's a poem I once wrote for someone who didn't like me:

She has red, beatiful hair
And she doesn't like me
So I'm drowning
And I want to kill myself
This suffocation and darkness
Because she doesn't like me
Oh, the darkety darkness of it is drowning me!
This situation YOU'VE put me in
So I cry myself to sleep
And kill myself with a lot of cuts
Oh the darkness and suffocatieness of it
Oh
Oh me
I'm in so much pain
She doesn't like me
 
Here's a poem I once wrote for someone who didn't like me:

She has red, beatiful hair
And she doesn't like me
So I'm drowning
And I want to kill myself
This suffocation and darkness
Because she doesn't like me
Oh, the darkety darkness of it is drowning me!
This situation YOU'VE put me in
So I cry myself to sleep
And kill myself with a lot of cuts
Oh the darkness and suffocatieness of it
Oh
Oh me
I'm in so much pain
She doesn't like me


Here is one I wrote for a beloved EMO....

STFU ya ignant child

;)
 
Prepare to meet your maker, Watermark.

BTW - my primary motivation for dissing your poetry is that you wrote it and its fun to pick on emos. Content is farther on down the list.
 
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