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I'd like to write a poem or prose so nice
The ones that ooze with good advice
The types full of wisdom and truth
The ones that can calm and soothe

Or maybe a verse full of wit
That'll make readers go "That's neat!"
But all I can come up with is this lousy thing
About the things I keep wishing

I should come to terms with it
I really can't write for shit
DAMMIT!

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v Saturday, September 21, 2002 v

::waRniNG::
Unpleasant is this mouth
So blunt but sharp and loud
These devilish eyes glow red
When I wake up on the wrong side of bed
This heart pumps faster with each beat
As the blood in me boils in furious heat
This fist knocks things out of my way
Because the agitated brain knows it's not my day
So beware my monstrous wrath
Should you cross my path!

~wYLdeFiLLy~ 11:43 pm [+]
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