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Hope Ramone Poems
Everyone is doing great, Everyone, but me is happy, Why is it that only I seem to hate?
I Hate You With a Passion
You make me weak. You make me feel dirty and sick. You make me crazy, You make me cry quick.
Was So Wrong
The love we had just made came down like a ton of bricks. Life was so good, Until you fucked it up in the midst-
It’s 2 A.M., I lie here awake, I try to figure out my latest mistake, ‘Cause it’s eating away at my heart.
Promise Not To Be
Touch me baby, Make me feel as if I'm awake, Touch me so my senses start to break, Touch me.
Lost Me Forever
Jimmy, baby, how could you? How could you tear me up like this inside? Do you have any remorse? How could let me drown in the tears I have cried?
My Story Is Told
I hold it in, I feel the pain, I feel you near, It drives me insane.
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Everyone is doing great,
Everyone, but me is happy,
Why is it that only I seem to hate?
The sky is so cheerful,
The sun is so bright,
Why is it so dark only at night?
Children dance and sing,
Women sit in the park,
I see so many smiles,
I see the light in everyone else's eyes,
Though, I'm drowning in my own lies.
I say I'm fine,
Whenever you ask,
I smile, yet, am hateful in my mind,
In my own self pity I bask.
I act so very fake,
I am so very dark,
I live in the confusion only I make, ...