When we talk,
When we fight,
There always more I leave unsaid.
I want to ridicule you,
But I know better than too.
You mock,
You sneer,
And it takes my all not to return the jeer.
You scorn me,
And I want to make you pay the fee.
There always a point a hide.
But next time you laugh at me,
Just remember;
I too have a dark side.
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Poetry
PoésieYeah so some of these suck and some don't, some are happy some are sad, some are down-right depressing. But you know, I hope you like them. Or don't. Whatever.
