Category : Poems

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I'm like a bomb; ready to explode, 
When I'm angry... I use some bad words. 
 I'm not used to hugs, I barely hug first. 
I barely open up to say how I really feel in my life. 

 Let me explode, see my real face, 
I can't pretend just to be liked by a few in my life.

You knew what was bothering me,
 But you liked to insist until you see
 The evil flowing out of me 
And start screaming at you.