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Do not call me love.
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I'm tired of hearing your words.
Your worms spit on me,
I'm not your
sweetie anymore.
Do not call me love.
You's Fascist,
liar, corrupt,
what else do you want
to fulfill your identity?
Don't cry apologizing.
because I will
not help you.
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Yes I'm bad!
Soda was throw
in my eyes..
oh no!
the future
is discovered...
Oh no!
Heartbroken...
Oh no!
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Every cruel
word attacked me,
my mouth is bitter!
I'm tired of
these mean words
my love, stop
them please!
I open my eyes and see
what you really are.
Every cruel word
attacks me.
I I'm tired of
fighting these
wicked words..
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W - i - c - k - e - d
W O R D S.
YOU ARE READING
KINDERGARTEN
PoetryKindergarten's an album of poems that tell a series of events in the story of a little girl, called Bely. Bely is a girl whose age ranges from 0 to 13 years throughout the narrative. Kindergarten is the first part of Bely's story, where he will tell...
