In the middle of the night,
I got up thirsty.
And I went to the kitchen
To drink a glass of water;
Iit was 2 o'clock
And everybody was sleeping,
But the television was on;
I got surprised;
I remembered very well
I had turned it off before;
As I headed towards it
To turn it off
I saw it was not playing a regular program;
It had a snapshot of a photo
And played it on;
There were black letters
On a white background;
This is what it wrote:
«I hate you!»
«I want to see you weak and brittle!»
«I want to see you crawl!»
Io instead of turning it off,
I grabbed it and threw it from the fifth floor;
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Comments2
And out the window it should go with the thought as well. Well done
Thank you.
Were it belonged along with the message, nicely expressed
Thank you.
You are very welcome
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