"My enemy" is the working titleA Poem by Darc
Oh how well do I remember this enemy
He was the heart of my plans long ago Breaking his neck, Breaking Her Spirit, Sending this away Those plans never really came to be you see I gave into the love I have for the one who doesnt love me Now this kid I would of killed is a loser of sorts Not worth the time of my vicious resorts So strange it is to this heart of mine That the pain that was casued once upon a time Is utterly siezed and gone from this heart For now I know I have no desire to rip him a part Let him feel relieved he is not my target For if he was we all know what would happen…. © 2009 Darc |
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Added on July 16, 2009 AuthorDarcPanama City, FLAboutI write crappy poems no one should ever like but I need some where to store them so Hi. more..Writing
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