No. I've had enough pain from you
If you think I'm weak, you're wrong
And if you think I'm serious, you're right.
If you ever show your face again
If you ever darken my door
Or take one step in my direction
I swear on all that is decent
I will plow you right into the ground
I WILL hurt you.
So if you think you're froggy enough
Come and get it.
A/N: For Ron and the Prick. Don't bother, assholes. I'm not that naive anymore. I've been given the strength, by a better man than either of you (both of you put together, actually), to stand up for myself.
Like the song says, "You play with dynamite, don't be surprised when I blow up in your face."
Yeah. La-di-dah, boys. *waves bye-bye*
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All the Small Things
PoetryThis is where all my poems will live. This is where nightmares and dreams begin. Edit on January 10, 2014: 4 more poems to go, and then this book will be ended. Edit on February 21, 2014: The 50th poem is up. This book is complete.
