Delicious Spite
By Sigh on Sunday
Dangle love in front of me
Like a Twinkie in front of a fat kid
How I’d like to taste that
Cream filling
It’s cruel
How you choose to be
So ruthless, cold, and hurtful
To someone like me
Poor fat kid
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On Monday, August 3, 2009, timekop
(15) wrote:
this is a smart poem
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On Monday, February 6, 2006, Alanarchy
(1200) wrote:
hehehehe. Yes. that's the feeling.
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A former member wrote:
the first four lines of this poem rock
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A former member wrote:
im sorry you feel that way.. i miss my ex, and so i'll print this poem just for her if you don't mind
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A former member wrote:
awww... ive never had a twinkie before. i cant relate :P
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A former member wrote:
*sighs* how cruel love truly can be to a person's hopeful heart. Depressingly lovely (and yet ironically funny) write. Wonderful job. *Evangel*