Thinking,

October 12, 2010
As a result of stealing the sanity of thousands,
I applaud my witty work.
I watch you standing weak minded,
your words deafen me.
Leaving me pondering,
how someone could be so foolish.
Your thoughts of death sicken me to pain,
how you wish to rule the world with wickedness.
Your smile of venom,
your demented mind disturbs me to know end.
I love you,
take me back.
Go,
I hate the way you're addictive.
I hate,
that you hate me.
My notebooks begin to fill,
of poems staring you.
Not that you care,
but i care.
I cry and i plea,
for you to want me.
You're haunting and repetitive.
I need you,
to want me.





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