bitter endA Poem by muera
sweet flowers turn into disaster how can i get my revenge? i hate their smiles faked!!! b*****d's wearing only mascara face full of pretentions i cry and kneed on the floor what have you done? i asked them scared i am their faces are blank i see my dress bloody and saw my head hanging i hate their faces faked!!! wrath!!! no one is true turning my skin into blue i can't feel my body paraliyzed and numb.. i now realized after a sweet smell of flower now bitter end and anger
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Added on October 18, 2009 |

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