Poem 1: My Boo

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This poem is dedicated to all those backstabbers, liars and cheaters out there.  It was obviously inspired by Eminem but I kept the cursing to a minumum

 P.S:- I am dedicating this to you Laila not cause you are one, but because I love you.

Sunday nights, are just the perfect nights to murder you.

I can't believe that you're the one, I once fell for out of the blue.

Your ebony coloured hair and your cheeky smile was just enough to fool me

The pain you inflicted on me, was just too damn easy for you to see.

I can't believe I still remember,

How we met in the snowy December.

Your brother was throwing a party, and I crashed it just to get drunk.

I was looking for a hookup or to make out with some chick or punk

But, there you were with your mesmerizing green eyes

And your twisted little words.

I thought you were the good girl that followed all the rules.

Daddy's princess, the school's pride but not a bitch trying too hard to be cool.

I am not insulting you just to get attention.

It's better if I leave that you

A person who is desperate for fame and recognization.

If you wanted money, I would have given it to you

Heck,  you could've taken my house, my car, my  everything, my boo.

It could have been all yours if you didn't end my life,

That too, with a stupid and big kitchen knife.

Ever heard of a gun?

I thought you needed me for my love

But, you actually wanted me for all the ridiculous things that I got.

Once, we got hitched I made you the heir to my property.

Why you ask? Because I fucking loved you Bethany.

You left me to die on the cold hard floor.

Yet, I didn't t  care I was left there covered in my blood and sweat.

No, infact what hurt me the most when you laughed, when my heart was breaking.

My best friend Sara loved me very much

But, I was too stupid to see it and for that I deserve a punch.

She tried to stop you from killing me

But, you made sure she went down with me.

Well, let me tell you this very briefly, alright Bethany dear?

Revenge is a bitch and so are you, honey bear.

Funny thing is, even after I died I felt more alive than before

Now, after five years I am back to haunt you like there's no tomorrow.

You were taking a bath , when I turned out all the lights.

You stood there naked.

Shivering with fear and fright.

You came out, and found yourself standing in the dark.

I then beat the shit out of you, as you screamed at the top of your lungs.

Well, go ahead bitch scream as loud as you want

No one is gonna come to rescue you,

But don't worry, I am here,to take very good care of you,

My boo!

No offense to all the Bethanys out there. I just wanted a name to rhyme with property! :P

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 21, 2014 ⏰

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