I hate your bloody guts!
you drive me fuckin nuts,
far from a sound mind - you’re a head case,
I'm tryna pluck up the courage to tell you to your face...
I hate your bloody guts!
You're not the big man, just a coward,
with a stench that’s never been showered,
an awful odor seeps from your mouth,
my opinion of you is on a downwards spiral south,
every time you open your mouth I tut,
if I haven’t already told you... I hate your bloody guts!
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Author:
Sup (
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- Comment from author about the poem: someone annoyed the hell out of me today.
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Wow, Sup! Your poem is filled with raw emotion, but definitely forces the reader to take notice and to wonder who is the recipient of your wrath?
Great job and keep writing. 🙂
Yes I definitely felt the anger that day! Thank you once again for your kind comment.
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