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Villain
Contributed by
MasterWeasel
on
Monday, 6th December 2004 @ 08:13:08 AM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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I’m the bad guy don’t you see?
There is no good inside of me.
I’m always wrong and never right.
I must stay hidden from your sight.
With every word I speak, I lie.
I only wish to make you cry.
You were right to be abrupt;
Don’t talk with me, my words corrupt.
I’m just somebody you’re above,
Undeserving of your love.
There’s nothing good I’ve ever said.
Sometime I think I should be dead.
I believed this for so very long,
But now I see that you were wrong.
All my greatest dreams lie broken,
Because of false words you have spoken.
You bring to me all my bad days;
I now am privy to your ways.
I’ve seen the hell you’ve put me through,
The wicked one is really you.
Copyright ©
MasterWeasel
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2004-12-06 08:13:08] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Villain
(User Rating: 1 ) by pixie on
Monday, 6th December 2004 @ 08:14:21 AM AEST (User
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very well put together Masterweasel, keep up the good writing
pixie xx |
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Re: Villain
(User Rating: 1 ) by Stitch on
Monday, 6th December 2004 @ 08:15:33 AM AEST (User
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Sounds like you've been through a broken heart.
Who is the villain and who is the saint?
Does any of us have no stain...no taint?
Hmmm, you're inspiring me to write something.
Stitch |
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Re: Villain
(User Rating: 1 ) by ButchCorpuz on
Monday, 6th December 2004 @ 09:34:21 AM AEST (User
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The person whom this poem is written for is the real villain, the author, however, faces this facade that he is the villain, although that's entirely false. If the root of this poem came from that of a broken heart, then the author did a great job writing this poem. Don't worrt Master Weasel, everyone will get his due, it's just not for us to decide. NICE WORK! LOVE IT!!! |
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