*A Letter*

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: September 03, 2008

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I keep on thinking that there is still hope,
And that you might return.
But everyday I begin to hate you more and more...

Where are you??
Oh who cares,
It doesn’t matter anymore.
Because I wouldn’t forgive you if you asked me too.

You mean nothing to me anymore,
You’re just a piece of just that sits on a mantel,
Or the old shoes that get thrown in the garbage..
But most of all your lucky,
Because you did not get your heart ripped out.
Oh wait I almost forgot,
You dont have ONE!

Every time I think about you,
Hatred rises through my body!
I just want to hunt you down and knock you out..
I want to see you cry and in pain.

Then maybe you'll know what it feels like to be hurt.
And I'm sorry your mother and father were such jerks,
But that doesn’t mean you have to be like them!

Well good luck in jail,
Don’t worry I wont come to visit you,
And I doubt your friends will either,
HAHA some friends they are!!
Well see ya later Hot Stuff,
And don’t forget to send my regards to your girlfriend!!
P.S.
Oh and you might want to tell her too watch her back!!


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