Someone I came to hate
Brought about by fate
Her ways, rude
She acts like a prude.
Anyone can tell about her
She is predictable
Thinking she is unique
She is fifty shades blunt.
I hate her for real
I don't have to cheat
Out of corn, shreal
So weakened by life.
Non-chalant she is to me
I do hate her
I don't follow my rhyme
I hate her with a passion.
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My life cycle.
Fiction généraleIam a new writer on wattpad and I'm inspired to post my collection of poems written on a short period of time.Hope you'll not judge but appreciate me..;)) 😘😘😘😘 I am gonna grow loving you.
