Running With Scissors

by Nico Alexander   Jul 17, 2007


Running with scissors wasn't smart,
I tripped and cut up your heart.

The outside was a black shell,
but the inside was as black as hell.

The first pissed off poem I wrote. Short, but I like it.

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  • 17 years ago

    by teryn

    I like how it rhymes.