Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Her, Him, and Me

Loving you is pointless because you're useless,
Foolish pursuits end when I find truth,
Proof of the matter is I only got sadder,
Faster and faster, you led me to disaster.

Snitches get stitches, for being punk bitches,
Come to my door, if you want to finish this,
Stomped stabbed and shot, you will fulfil my wish list,
Bitch snitch threw a fit, now he sleeps with fishes.

I do not wonder, I do not care,
Why when it's summer, that you leave me bare,
I know you blundered your greatest affair,
My life is funner when you are not there.


  1. I've noticed a recurring thug/MC element to several of your poems. Are like, an honorary member of the Wu-Tang clan or what?! haha. I still liked it though.

  2. I definetly got a gangasta rap feeling from at least the 2nd verse.

  3. Awesome poem. Gave me awesome thoughts.

  4. funner is not a word. but nice poem, however sad it is.

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  6. @t: Atley
    artistic freedom.

    Loved it.
    One of my girlfiends sayed something similar to be before she broke up... I havnt changed yet :D

  7. Who gets to decide what a word is?

  8. I was not expecting this poem to take a turn for the gangsta, but I enjoyed that.

  9. You should write song lyrics. This is really good.


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