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Psycho
I’m the one who will be nice as can be
With a heart of gold until it happens
Yes it.
Anger and disheartening loses of truth
Then I m the one with a heart of stone
The one who is going to pelt you with bricks,
Kick you while you’re down
Until your no longer Sandy and beautiful but burgundy
The color of the bruises you caused me
The color I love and the color of the car I will hit you with
Repeatedly
Until you realize you not only pissed me off
But gave me one more reason
To be bitter one more speck on the windshield of life
That I look through
Long after you apologize though I may forgive you,
You don’t realize you just made it harder to love,
Have friendships, and trust
And I don’t know if you will understand this
But I don’t want to be like everyone else
I want to be different, be friendly
And make it easy to put my trust in others
You ruin me and cause me to die
Because not only have I scratched your pride,
There was collateral damage
In order to hurt you I had to kill off a part of myself
And the more you do this
The more I change into someone I don’t want to become
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This is great, love how the emotion pours through your words. I like how you looked deeper, and I really felt like I could connect with this poem. Great Job!
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