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Back in this house, without me having an attack?
Man, you must lack.

In a brain.
It must be just a grain
You think you got me trained?

Well, let me tell you something,
you ain't seen nothing yet,
And I bet,

That the fact that I'm like this,
That this house is full of bliss.
And happiness, and smiles.

But I think you should start running some miles.

Because I may be young.
But I can run my tongue.

And mate,
that's a family trait,
And its mah fate,
to feel this hate.

This hate for you.
and mum should too.

But you got her under your spell.
But, I'll tell.
Tell you, that i wont be fallin'
No, I ain't fallin'
Because I am flying.
I ain't lying.

This is who i am.
Full of Anger.
Full of Regret.
Full of Hate.

This is is me.
I'll only be.
This person.
and you dont deserve the light of sun

Get outta my house.
Get out of my place.
Away from my face.

This is should be a case.
Of neglect.
Cause what you have done.
It isn't cool.

And I wont stand. For that *****.
I've taken FAR too many hits.
I got fists.
I'll take you on.
I'll kick your ass.
Faaasst.

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You think you can come back?!
Date: Friday, 3rd February 2012 @ 01:17:41 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Brittaany
You think you can come back?
Back in this house, without me having an attack?
Man, you must lack.

In a brain.
It must be just a grain
You think you got me trained?

Well, let me tell you something,
you ain't seen nothing yet,
And I bet,

That the fact that I'm like this,
That this house is full of bliss.
And happiness, and smiles.

But I think you should start running some miles.

Because I may be young.
But I can run my tongue.

And mate,
that's a family trait,
And its mah fate,
to feel this hate.

This hate for you.
and mum should too.

But you got her under your spell.
But, I'll tell.
Tell you, that i wont be fallin'
No, I ain't fallin'
Because I am flying.
I ain't lying.

This is who i am.
Full of Anger.
Full of Regret.
Full of Hate.

This is is me.
I'll only be.
This person.
and you dont deserve the light of sun

Get outta my house.
Get out of my place.
Away from my face.

This is should be a case.
Of neglect.
Cause what you have done.
It isn't cool.

And I wont stand. For that *****.
I've taken FAR too many hits.
I got fists.
I'll take you on.
I'll kick your ass.
Faaasst.

Bring it!!!!

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