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A collection of poetry bordering on depressing. Rated T for brief description of suicide. Please lend me your thoughts.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 6 - Words: 886 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 12-03-12 - Published: 02-02-12 - Status: Complete - id: 2993979
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A/N: I wrote this partly in response to a guest's review, but also as a way of saying I'm going to end this collection and hopefully start a new one.
Anger is a poison
Whether pride or prejudice
And anger is no reason
I would be writing this
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For if you kill my fellows
Why, I will kill your friends
And is that not a bellows,
That we cannot make amends?
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Verily I write this
With heart in hand I fear
Though my anger may be righteous
It has no purpose here
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