Shitty poems, by me

Shitty poems, by me

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That's exactly what it is; shitty poems by me. I won't give you the bullshit that you will probably never read, so I'll just say this... I made these poems myself I hope you don't cringe too much at it Don't kill yourself after reading it. Seriously. I mean it may have some *triggering* stuff (a friend told me to put that there) but nothing to bad...I hope. Anyway...don't kill yourself after reading and...enjoy? Or is that to cliché? Hey! (I'm allowed to do self promoting here right? Good.) I've got this book, called Clichè, and I think it's exactly that. Go check it out for lols and look at the other books on my page! (Do we even say lol anymore? Is it still cool?) K Bai
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" this all is your fucking fault" all of a sudden I was slammed against my locker,towering over me was my arch enemy 'Sam the Dam'. My head was pounding against the hard surface,I hissed in pain glaring straight to him. He was fuming with anger like a predator ready to attack his prey. He stretched his right hand to grab my neck and placed the left one on my shoulder to keep me still. He lowered his chin to my ear and snarled "you are fucking dead 'Meth' ,if I have a slightest clue of your involvement in this shit, I will hunt you down till your last breath". I was choking on air and my vision was a blur ,for a while I thought I was going to die .Mustering all the courage that I could have found, I yanked him away from me. Mean while I was gasping for the air, that dickhead had his usual cocky smirk. I aimed at him and broke his nose ,blood oozing in droplets" want to mess with me Sammy! , first of all clear your own shit, you son of a bitch! "with that I punched hard-on his lower abdomen while he was still holding his bleeding nose, I left the locker room with a sense of victory. Two competent boxers who can't stand each other for a moment without insulting.... Ultimately fall in love. Man*man gay romance leave if you are homophobic.

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