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I Bet You Think This Poem’s About You… *Re*
Shut the fuck up
Sit the fuck down
No one really cares
You’re full of hot air
So stand the fuck up
You’ll get knocked to the ground
You’re not worth my words
You’re not worth a breath
End of fucking game
You’re worthless
So come up with something
I’ll come up with nothing
Because I don’t fucking care
Don’t even care to fight
But you’re a fake ass bitch
And I’ll scream it to the sky
So how about you shut the fuck up
And sit the fuck down
Blah, blah, blah
I just need to vent
Get some shit off my chest
Just know you’re the worst kind of person
Less than dirt to me
So go fuck some earth
Go fuck everything you see
Guess I’m not the only one
You fucked many men
And women?
Guess your sluttiness knows no bounds
But whatever, it’s over, I’m done
Just a reminder that I’ll always fucking hate you
So bitch say something
I’ll chill the fuck out when your body’s chilled the fuck out
Dead at the end of my feet
Yeah I know who I am
But do you?
I don’t think so
So do yourself a favor and pretend we never met
Don’t need peeps like you
Don’t need to be abused
Getting used everyday
Seeing how you do the same to others
My eyes are open to your lies
Now go eat shit and die
Sit the fuck down
No one really cares
You’re full of hot air
So stand the fuck up
You’ll get knocked to the ground
You’re not worth my words
You’re not worth a breath
End of fucking game
You’re worthless
So come up with something
I’ll come up with nothing
Because I don’t fucking care
Don’t even care to fight
But you’re a fake ass bitch
And I’ll scream it to the sky
So how about you shut the fuck up
And sit the fuck down
Blah, blah, blah
I just need to vent
Get some shit off my chest
Just know you’re the worst kind of person
Less than dirt to me
So go fuck some earth
Go fuck everything you see
Guess I’m not the only one
You fucked many men
And women?
Guess your sluttiness knows no bounds
But whatever, it’s over, I’m done
Just a reminder that I’ll always fucking hate you
So bitch say something
I’ll chill the fuck out when your body’s chilled the fuck out
Dead at the end of my feet
Yeah I know who I am
But do you?
I don’t think so
So do yourself a favor and pretend we never met
Don’t need peeps like you
Don’t need to be abused
Getting used everyday
Seeing how you do the same to others
My eyes are open to your lies
Now go eat shit and die
Published 17th Jul 2016
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