A Reputation Lasts Forever

The passions she adored
Loved in a way ignorance despised
Self-hate and lust often go hand in hand
And with that, she claimed carelessness
Six-inches of pure tragedy, self destruction
I was the empire.
With that she transformed into a worthless penny
and how if a penny falls from high enough it can kill?
I never had the ability to kill
Only murder, for the sophistication entranced me
Why is it that love is never between a slut and a prince?
I despise the way stereotypes act as red ants
Biting and devouring my flesh and blood.





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mkellars This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Oct. 3, 2010 at 9:44 pm
I really really enjoyed this. Your word choice is delicious, and the line 'Six inches of pure tragedy, self destruction/I was the empire' , just genius! I'd love to get some criticism on my poems, care to take a look?
 
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