This poem consists of a conversation I had with a hater on imvu
And on tellonym.me.
*** your self witch"
"why do you have to bug me"
"you left a rude comment on my Pic"
"talk to my fists"
"write proper English"
"get off the app old lady"
"where's the love" - thought
Aug 24, 2019
Aug 24, 2019 at 3:39 PM UTC
This poem consists of a conversation I had with a hater on imvu
And on tellonym.me.
*** your self witch"
"why do you have to bug me"
"you left a rude comment on my Pic"
"talk to my fists"
"write proper English"
"get off the app old lady"
"where's the love" - thought
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