This poem is a dare to Jamela...she dared me to write such a poem...
HUGS my friend..and don't kick my a**
I was tired, fired and mad
So f***ed up, miserable and sad
So i went to meet my best friend
Clever she is and so cute...she takes my sadness to a bend
So i staring talking and telling her...
How life is hard being so unfair...
How i was with a broken heart...
How my mind is falling apart...
And she looked at me and said
I'LL KICK YOUR A** TILL IT"S RED
Stand up and see,,,
There is still happiness and glee
Look beyond your sight
The sun will rise after this dully night
Me: What if a can't? my friend...
I'LL KICK YOUR A**
And our friendship is so past...
Friend STAND UP...
Take my hand and face your worst fears
Take my hand and wipe off your lonely tears....
Reach,,,
Reach to my love and heal your wounded soul
Take me hands before you fall...
Or
SORRY
I'LL
HAVE
TO
KICK
YOUR
A**
Poetry by MAXreturns
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Written on 2007-09-01 at 00:44
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HUGS my friend..and don't kick my a**
Sorry..but i'll have to kick your a**...
I was tired, fired and mad
So f***ed up, miserable and sad
So i went to meet my best friend
Clever she is and so cute...she takes my sadness to a bend
So i staring talking and telling her...
How life is hard being so unfair...
How i was with a broken heart...
How my mind is falling apart...
And she looked at me and said
I'LL KICK YOUR A** TILL IT"S RED
Stand up and see,,,
There is still happiness and glee
Look beyond your sight
The sun will rise after this dully night
Me: What if a can't? my friend...
I'LL KICK YOUR A**
And our friendship is so past...
Friend STAND UP...
Take my hand and face your worst fears
Take my hand and wipe off your lonely tears....
Reach,,,
Reach to my love and heal your wounded soul
Take me hands before you fall...
Or
SORRY
I'LL
HAVE
TO
KICK
YOUR
A**
Poetry by MAXreturns
Read 1041 times
Written on 2007-09-01 at 00:44
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