Your ugly
Your Stupid
Your lazy
Say it again.
Your awful
Your poison
You're full of it
Heard those before
Your words are venomous
Sicking my ears
There bleeding and throbbing
Drizzling with anticipation
I hate your words
But there already out
Sticking to me and weight me down
They will by anchor
To hold me down
I will not be floating
If I am drowning
Your words are the reason
I'm no longer afloat
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Poetry about a monster
PoetryFrom you to me, the monster you seek is all inside the bottle you drink, please set me free from your awful reach. This is a series of different parts of poetry I right enjoy. I mean as much as you can please leave comments or feed back!
