March 25, 2010
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What I’ve become
Is something lower than a piece of scum
Full of hate
I wait.
Knock knock
I unlock the lock
He grins
And it begins
We walk
And I watch him like a hawk
Waiting for the best time
To commit the crime.
After dinner
He thinks he will become a winner
We go to a spot
And that’s when I took my shot.
I pull out the knife
Ready to end his life
I stab
And he tries to grab
But I blocked
And he looks shocked
Now dead
And fully bled
I look down at thee
Only to be filled with glee.

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BoosflashThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 12, 2010 at 5:27 pm
oh sure, like we've never been on trial before. this is very nice. everybody knows they can relate. 5 stars captain.
BookReader said...
Apr. 24, 2010 at 9:02 am
I really like this. Your really good at poetry. Amazing!
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