London Tipton

Believing you are flawless
Like lillies in the meadow breeze
Convinced you're the universes present
Strutting about as you please

But your transparency sticks out to me
As if snow in the midst of summer
Thinking you're sharp and perfect
But you dear, are fake, and much dumber

You're a little Miss London Tipton
A dimwitted blonde to say the least
With pathetic little taunts, you get what you want
Still you feel you are incomplete

So to satisfy your needs,
You take from me,
One who has sought and fought,
More than you'd ever please

My one necessity, gone-
You stole it away
Love, life, and lust
Beginning to rapidly decay

I hope you're happy, Miss London Tipton
For I'm too zephirus to scream or yell
Thats's all right, because I already know-
You will burn in hell
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Inka Avatar
February 2, 2011 at 12:00 PM
Powerful and well expressed anger. No screaming or yelling needed to convey that.
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January 30, 2011 at 5:48 PM
you can have it all but it doesn't make you complete lol, enjoyed your write,..p.d.
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