A/N: Otherwise known as my strange attempt at humor. :)
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You are screaming.
Why are you screaming?
Was it something
I did?
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Ever since I saw you,
I knew you were the one
For me.
Your beautiful laugh.
Your round, shining face.
I wanted you to love me.
Just as I
Love you.
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Yesterday, you came in furious.
Furious about this one guy.
You stalked about your room,
Saying you wanted to kill him.
So,
To show how much I love you,
I did it for you
To save you the trouble.
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(I even brought you the head
As a gift.)
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I thought you'd love it.
I thought you'd be happy.
I thought you'd be glad.
But now you are screaming.
And I don't know how to make you stop.
YOU ARE READING
Scratching the Surface (Poems)
PoetryUPDATE: I wrote these when I was 13 and depressed all the time. I'm 18 now, and, fortunately, life's been going well! Unfortunately, these poems are fairly cringe, so read at your own risk. Just some poems that I write when I'm in the poetic mood...
