YOU

by kalyn marie   Oct 21, 2005


All ur imperfections
send mi mind in a thousand different directions
what is it that ur intending?
I hate the fake,so stop pretending
Now you cant handle me I'm too independent!
the beauty makes u sick, I'm resplendent.
"we" are dead...we wont have a resurrection.
Don't try to reminisce there is no recollection.
You drive me insane
thats why I'm slick with disdain.
I'm sry but we were a mistake
and in this i will no longer partake.
KK

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  • 19 years ago

    by Italian Stallion

    Wow,awsome poem. I loved it. word to all Italians we rock. lol well awsome work. kepp it up

    ~ItalianStallion A.K.A. Joe~
    Ciao