Poetry. Uh. Maybe.
Poems. Supposedly.
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Lies.
Lied to? Maybe you could relate to this one. Composed from experience.
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Scum Bags. Black Bags.
First attempt at rhyming. Plain and common story. Simple and crisp.
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Harassed.
Something about ragging. When it becomes too hard, too much to bear.
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There Will Be A Time.
The normal feelings of a broken soul.
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Melodious Murderer.
Ever thought of a depressed cannibal?
