There is this person I hate like dust
There is this person I just feel it with bloodlust
There is this person as old as crust
There is this person I use to trust
There is this person I want to kill I must
There is this person who use to cuss
Now that person is but dust
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My Jumping ( failure at suicide )
PoésieIf you like creepypastas read this. Also there are many poems that don't have creepypasta don't worry you'll see them because of the titles. DO NOT COPY MY WORK ALL OF THIS IS FROM MY MIND. Also please give criticism it will help me enhance my poem...
