Brielle( Bre-el) Poem, at My poetic side

Notice of absence from Hey!
I am out in the gazing up at the sky, as every little moment passes by
Imma be back but not in time
Im hurt and what could be worse

Someone once told me "Somewhere out there is a tree,
tirelessly producing so you can breathe.
I think you owe it an apology."
I couldn't help but think how rude that was so I told them
"Your brain must feel good as new, seeing as you never use it."
Two wrongs don't make a right
Before you say its crazy lemme tell you
You mess with me Imma mess with you
When I say mess I mean...
M- a Master Manipulator
E- I will End you
S- You make me Sick
S- Stop don't talk to me
So if you wanna play
Play means...
P- you Piss me off
L-Lack of respect you have
A- for being a total Ass
Y- the times YOUR family have called me retarded, moron, or just plan stupid
So Brielle means...

Respect Me, Totally, Or Stay Away.
Day By Day, I Live Just As U Live.
Give, Me, The Applause I Deserve Over The Lying Ass Insult.
Hurt Yourself, Not I. Lie After Lie Makes Me Stronger.
Brighter Dayz, Ahead, 4 Ms. Brielle (Bre-El).

Brielle, a name soft upon the lips,
A melody that gracefully skips.
With each syllable, a gentle breeze,
Whispering secrets through the trees.
In its cadence, a touch of grace,
A name that fills the heart's embrace.
Brielle, like a star in the night,
Radiant with beauty, pure and bright.
With every utterance, a tender sigh,
A name that soars, like birds on high.
Brielle, a symphony of love,
A name that echoes in skies above.

Authors: Lil-M-M (Pseudonym), Broken Ankh, Dev parth
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Finished: March 16th, 2024 07:00
Limit: 6 stanzas
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Comment from author about the poem: This is Mrs. Third wheeler. For those who read that poem. She's a real bitch. Her family calls me retarded, moron, or just plan stupid b-b-because I have a stutter p-problem. Or if I don't g-g-g-get something right the f-f-first time. SO TO ME HER WHOLE FAMILY IS A BITCH.
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