Deep

A deep dark secret Detected and unlocked The secrets then started spewing Blood began to tumble Hurt started to rumble Nothing was ever the same The tables were turned No one could be trusted All hearts turned to stone All was burned All was tortured And there was never any resolution So as I sit here and ponder my every thought I gaze out my window And a tear forms to my eye So, why?

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Kiara Lowdog

Date: 6/12/2009 10:31:00 PM

you know whats great about poetry? it doesn't need to rhyme. you know what else is great about it? ignorant and malice people like you don't need to appreciate it the same way i do. please stop wasting time on posting comments, you're just making yourself look pathetic.

Kiara High-Cat

Date: 3/23/2009 4:34:00 PM

First of all, blood doesn't tumble. Secondly, your poetry is terrible, I hope you tear out your eyes. This is one of like 4 poems of yours that isn't in rhyming coplet. It's full of cliche. And redundency. I hate you.