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Poetry By: SkarlettStone

This poem is my rage toward my grandmother, whom would rather spit on my face, than even look at what she has done to me.

Submitted:May 25, 2008    Reads: 127    Comments: 4    Likes: 2   

Never ask me how I've been

If you wan't to keep your face

Never tell me I'm wrong again

I swear I'll snap

And you'll be to blame

Don't unleash me

Be afraid

This whole new world of Karma

I'm Takeing back from you

You have no choice

Give it up

Your game is through

I can be cold

And soon you'll see

You don't want to know

The other side of me.


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