Get Over ItA Poem by Sunshine Kid
You’re not everything
Cry all you
Want
Your pain is
No worse
Than mine
Hers
His
Your pain
Is nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Better than
The pain of the
Millions of people
Without
Food
Shoes
Family
You claim he’s the
Only reason you
Live
Then kill yourself
Then your
Constant
Never-ending
Whining
Will cease
Get it over with
You aren’t better
Than anyone
Else
You just
Plain
Aren’t
Get over
Yourself
© 2008 Sunshine Kid |
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Added on February 16, 2008 AuthorSunshine KidAboutIntro: Hello, all! My name is... well, you can call me Sunshine Kid or just plain Sunshine. Whichever you are more comfortable with. =) My Writing: I enjoy writing more than I enjoy breathing. Actual.. more..Writing
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