Angie Krause Poems

The worm is like a parasite
Sneaking in thru the cracks
Trying to manipulate
Behind the Tortured one's back
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It has been calm
For a while now
I see the worm
Squirming in somehow
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He cannot read
He cannot spell
She left all she had
To rot in hell
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Now here is a story
Of Leisa you see
She is tortured too
Nobody will let her be
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The boy is a jerk
Why can't he see
He's so slefish, spoiled
Says it's all about 'Me'
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Smashing and breaking
All he can touch
The king who became evil
Ranting and raving and such
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