When My Sister Died

i stoped caring when my sister died

i stoped loving my sister died

my heart became a black hole spiraling into hell

n my soul, well i have none.

basically my body became a shell filled with hatered, pain n deperssion

all in whivh happed when my sister died.

ps.my sister didnt die but i did become all of these.

pss, i got the idea 4 the poem from a book

poem by Kerry Rivette
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I hate u...

i hate the fact that u love me.
i hate the fact that u care 4 me.
i hate the way u look at me.
i hate the way u hold me.
i hate the fact that u think about me every mintute of everyday.
but y am i thinking about u right this second?

i hate the fact that i love u.
i hate the fact that i care 4 u.
i hate the way i look at u when ur not looking at me.
i hate that i love the way u hold me.

i hate that i can't stay away from u,
cuz when ur with me u don't know what ur getting ur'self into.

poem by Kerry Rivette
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