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Arthemy Jan 2021
i pour my hate to you.
its a battle a dispute.

world keeps turning.
my hate keeps burning.

the death that one can bring.
hate's a terrible thing.

things i say that isn't true.
i hate you
Arthemy Jan 2021
Actions dosen't make me who i am.
Moments dosen't make me who i am.
People dosen't make me who i am.
My errors dosen't make me who i am.
My friends and family dosen't make me who i am.
no one nothing or something dosen't make me who i am.

why?
cause im no one.
im nothing.
something is nothing and that is what i am.

IM NO ONE
nothing to add
Arthemy Jan 2021
FUUUUUCK
FUUUUUUCK
FUUUUU UUUUCK
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****
FFFFFCK
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK
didnt know what to write
Arthemy Jan 2021
Her
Everything's my fault.
All right is wrong.
I curl and cry.
She'll just standby.
A blood ******* ell.
She dosen't care how i feel.
Tomorrows today.
Im all grey.

She's the tumor that eats me up.
Her scissor fingers cut my hope.
She's the bandade, that hides it away.
Maybe im giving up.
Maybe im gonna.
so first poem.

yay?

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