Chocolate:Sweet Read Count : 5

Category : Poems

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Strike the line that left me bare


Swallow the hate and cut off my hair


Damn the books, schools not for freaks


Pity myself, pity the creep


Eat my words, they fester inside


I have a certain taste for the pride in lies


Charge me with murder, but i'm still myself.


It’d only be murder if i killed myself.

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  • May 11, 2019

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