i'm trying to be nice;
quietly hold my tongue..
bottling it up inside
i won't hurt anyone..
i never want to say
the harsh words that i hold..
ever screaming in my mind,
making my blood run cold..
unbearable at night -
the screaming in my head..
drilling in a new ice-pick,
in hopes they'll soon be dead..
the hate i hold inside
no one can ever know..
the life would soon be fully drained
from this horrible soul..
no one will ever know;
a smile's all they see..
this person that i freely hate
will always be... just me.
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novfirithwenx
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A contest entry
- For My Faves by DeadlyTurnip.
1200 points, ended November 4, 2007, 8 entries
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...Wow. Great job. The ending was very powerful. I loved the punctuation. The one thing I have to say is that the rhyming seems a little forced. But other than that, great job and thank you for entering!
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