Deserving FewA Poem by Will
You might call me paranoid,
but I think there's a conspiracy. By neither bureaucrats nor governments but by "friends," against little ol' me. I think they're out to get me, looking for pet peeves. Find out what disgusts me, just to give me the skeeves. Can't we all just get along? No? Apparently not! Fine then, be a nasty prick, a liar and a sot. I've given up on being nice, at least to the lot of you. I'll save my friendship and my peace for a certain deserving few. © 2013 WillAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorWillBrooklyn, NYAboutWell now that I have the patience, I'll actually write something here. I'm Will, and I'm 16 years old going on 17 , born and raised in Brooklyn, NY. I write what appeals to me. I just love writ.. more..Writing
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