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Im sorry
I'm sorry for giving you a scare,
With all of my drawings and writing,
But when she died I was aware,
That hatred was so inviting.
I hated god for taking her,
And I know she's with us now,
But I think my thoughts exactally were,
Getting back at god somehow.
So I wrote about being bad,
I wrote things that are mean,
I wrote things that are sad,
And everything in between.
Those poems i wrote are how I feel,
I need to let them out,
It's not really a big deal,
And now you know what theyre about.
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