I wanted it
But not like this
Now I'm a loser
Who can't commit.
I didn't mean to
Hurt your feelings
Or ruin our
Friendship
But I guess shit happens.
And I like candles
That remind me out Outer Space,
But I now hate the scents
Which remind me of her face.
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the Dawning of Rage (poetry)
PoetryThis is a book of enraged poems. Don't say I didn't warn you! The purpose of this book, essentially, serves as a therapeutic outlet. This is NOT some manifesto, but a place of expression. Feelings of such loathing and hate, I don't believe, should b...
