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The Ugly Pen

The good guy got ridiculed and bullied so he created a pen that's evil I'm no longer trusting smiling faces because they beat you, cheat you, and turn out to be deceitful The kind hearted man is taking his pen to war and no longer cares about being peaceful I cut my feelings out, I no longer care about the way you think You wrote me off, what a waste of ink So now i'm going to torture you and write my rhymes on your body and force you to feel my words Your only hope is to pray to god that I don't Kill the verse Because every time my Ink spills, you hurt You said, over your dead body would I make it out alive Well I'm still here, so I guess it's time for you to die Say your goodbye's before I put you in a body bag It was being bullied, ridiculed and made fun of that got me mad You added fuel to my rocket pad My pen is more dangerous than Jason's Machete, but I took his hockey mask I'm turning Beautiful poetry into a horror movies ugliest scene Your worst nightmare will become my pens bloodiest dream The bullies are now getting bullied and will let out the loveliest screams These days people come in disguise, the most beautiful faces usually turn out to be ugly trolls And you wonder why I turned into the Chucky doll No more being kind, showing love or letting people in All I need is a pad and my ugly pen

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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