don't call me beautiful if you do not know my soul
don't tell me you love me if you haven't seen all of me
leave me alone and away from the pathetic truths you call lies
i would rather laugh at your attempts
i would rather swallow stones
your weak words show who you are
your intentions and tendencies
i am no fool
so therefore you must be one
if this is fun and games to you
please take this 1v1 and learn from your mistakes
there is no Level 2
just game over when you lose
no second change
no quarter sitting on the counter calling 'Next!'
you are done
and so am I
your weak words insult my mere intelligence
don't come to me on your knees begging
no pleas fall on these cute ears and that's with ease
i would tell you to go find another to bother
but what would I look like sending someone a disease
no one deserves what you bring
the truth is mean
and me and my team are tired of the old routines
save yourself the third hand embarrassment
and take the lead
march you and your colleagues out of my face
and into the pig's feed
the cliff is waiting for you
let Jesus say the words
you begged for something better than death
I don't wanna see you anymore
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Prompt Poetry
PoetryThis is about growth This is about life This is about grief and strife This is about love This is about faith This is about years and hate But I'm ready for it 💚 Using prompts from peakogreen on Tumblr
