The flower that was wilting died,
At one o'clock this morn,
And took with all the dignity,
Of men and women who's hearts are filled with scorn,
...
Him and his slimey ego,
That I canno't bear,
His singing like a howling cat,
As he stands up there.
...
Expressionless eyes stare,
Look into mine as I lay upon my bed,
He's only an innocent doll they say,
But I know better,
...
You don't know,
You'll never know,
Whats inside my head,
Inside my head,
...
Have you seen the face of a thousand sorrows,
With the woes of the world on her shoulders,
She just lies there,
...
Tears stream from bloodshot eyes,
As she tries to undo the mess she made,
Is death her only option?
She believes it is,
...
As I flick through the pages,
Still images paint portraits in my head,
They lay on mottled paper,
Whilst I stare in wonder,
...
A girl as old as 15,
Pretty as a cloud,
To guys she's a dream,
Cheerful and colourful as can be,
...
Dear friend,
Thank-you for all the times we shared,
You helped me through,
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I fricking hate haikus,
They make me sick to the core,
That syllable thing,
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