Elliott Paul Woolhouse

Rookie (13/4/1993 dd/mm/yyyy / Greymouth, New Zealand)

Pissing Me Off - Poem by Elliott Paul Woolhouse

Why do you try?
You make it unbearable,
Making me die,
All you do is kill me. *(What you do is just so cruel.)
Ripping it apart,
Shredding, Tearing,
Calling it art,
Shredding, Tearing, *(Shit, Crap, Burning.)


Make it so difficult,
Redo what you do,
It’s all you’re fault,
Acting like your two.

Pissing me off,
You waste of time, *(Your a waste of time.)
Pissing me off,
Your life’s crime *(Your life is a crime.)

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 28, 2008



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