Happy Tree Friends Collection

A poem of love: A poem of hate.

There's nothing more I'd like
For nothing but a spike.
A simple one,
Sharp and long,
For cutting the final curtain fall.
No one loves me, no one cares
Only HTF was always there.
People ignore me, people despise
The true life i live, like they're spies.

They don't understand the blood,
Or why they shed it simply.
But power is like a flood,
It comes and goes so easily.

They don't understand the character designs,
Or why they wear no clothes.
But I find their stupid resigns,
Funnier then the next guy does.

There is no explaining why they respawn,
Or why they live another day.
Death is nothing but a pawn,
Though inevitable to escape.

I love it and I hate it,
For the pain distraughts.
It's simple and it's stupid,
Though I cannot hide these thoughts.