A/N: The essence of boredom is when you listen to your friend and write a oneshot poem fanfic for South Park.
Ok, so this is a poem supposedly written by Kyle for Stan's funeral. I don't know what I was doing. I was bored, people! Don't hate me!
So I'm obviously no poet, and this was solely based on boredom and my very emotional music preferances. And the fact that I was almost arrested. Long story. No time. And you people don't want to hear about it, I'm sure. Let's just say that the stereotypist-jockhead had it coming to him.
Don't worry, "You're the Glue, and I'm the Jew" is still going on as planned. I've got another chapter waiting for people tomorrow. I swear :)
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Kyle Brovloski's POV:
You'll never know.
You'll never know how much
I miss you
I want you
I need you.
I'll never get to tell you.
I'll never get to tell you how much
You changed my life
For the better
For the worse
For the unavoidable.
You made me see
Everything
I had been previously
Blocked out
Been blinded of
Not wanted to see.
And I thank you.
I thank you,
Stanley Marsh,
For showing me everything.
For showing me who I was meant to
Fall head over heels for
Fall into the arms of
Fall in love with.
Stanley Marsh.
Even as I watch
Your body
Slowly lowered into the hard,
Unforgiving and cold ground,
I want you to know.
How much I
Miss you
Want you
Need you
Love you…
Disclaimer: Matt Stone and Trey Parker
Please review, but don't be too harsh. Remember, I'm not a poet. I have no poetic ability in my body. At all. I just did this for a friend, who then told me to upload it on here cuz he wanted to see what people would say.
I do hate my poetry... :(
But I love you guys! :)