Eenie meenie
Miney mo.
Will he leave me
For a hoe?
Will he stay?
Will he go?
Is it all
Just for show?
Should I stay?
Should I run?
This really isn't
Very fun.
Am I the girl
Everyone will shun?
Think fast!
Hand me a gun!
Thunder thighs,
Full of lies,
Whore in disguise,
Slut in the eyes,
Bitch who cries,
What £2 buys,
Always prise,
Fucks all the guys.
Eenie meenie
Miney mo.
An overdose
Is how I'll go.
Not long now,
I know its been slow
But I'm fed up
Of feeling so low.
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Dark Poetry
PoetryMy random pieces of poetry, both inspired by depression and the happiness that makes me fight on.
