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134 · Nov 2018
Hurt
Ka'Breisha Nov 2018
Roses are red
Violets are blue
**** your life
And your moms too

Feelings are weak
Emotions are dull
You use to fulfill me
Now you ill me

I hope you die
Cause all you do is lie
And make me cry
Here's my ******* goodbye:

Bye baby, bye!
Die baby, die!
I hope your moms suffer!
And your brother be a buster. You a ******* joke!
And made me loose all hope!
I wrote this poem just a year ago when I was only fifteen after me and my boyfriend of 2 years broke up. I was so hurt after our breakup but eventually I got over him.

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