Nathaniel DeMay

Rookie (Washington)

Killer - Poem by Nathaniel DeMay

Lost inside my self,
Nothing but left turns.
Confused by the world around me,
Somtimes the confusions burns.

I don't know what I feel,
Except my envy for you.
You always look happy,
For you anything else is new.

Perhaps I am nieve to think -
'The fools have the simple life'
Not one look at you,
Instead one reach for the knife.

I have died inside,
I hate that you have not.
And now that I can get to you...
She never once fought

Comments about Killer by Nathaniel DeMay

  • (6/8/2005 6:26:00 PM)

    i like it, i think u should 4 get her, if she makes u feel that way, she's not worth the time. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 14, 2005

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