Hate To The Fake Poem by Kurt Barekman
Hate To The Fake
so i was looking at this place
everyone so up and on the chase
the hate spills into my pores
the blood flowing all over my doors
the fake hate you poser you
you dont know the pain i go through
i hate myself day by day
thinking of ways to to kill way by way
tonight i journey to inky blackness
Thursday, June 10, 2010
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poems By Kurt Barekman
Best Poems
Best Member Poems
Best Classical Poems
New Poems
New Poets
Best Member Poets
Best Classical Poets
Explore Poems
Explore Poets
Poem Of The Day
Love Poems
Baby Poems
Death Poems
Sad Poems
Birthday Poems
Wedding Poems
Nature Poems
Sorry Poems
Hero Poems
Poetry E-Books
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/25/2024 7:10:00 PM # 1.0.0.1119
wow this was really good so deep and very mysterious some how.. it really caught my attention :)