Haha. I know this sucks and crappy and all the bad things I can think of but, and only but, I enjoyed writing this poem… Well yeah, some discriminations and misunderstandings happened in real life and I wrote this when I was angry with and with my mom but, I already forgave them yeah, the longest time I've ever hated someone is 3 freaking days. I still have that hint of hatred for those two but yeah… (I can't believe I said yeah… A LOT and also, I can't believe I'm that open..)
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What if you love a guy for two years and it's unrequited. Noticing that he was taking pleasure on your hardships to make him notice you and on, toying with your emotions?
Sakura, clenching and punching, couldn't and would not admit defeat to that cold bastard she had set out her heart for. And another problem came along, his parents are also backstabbing her and her parents are talking bad about their son. Her conscience has forsaken her… even her inner did! She's gone wild! Nuts! Crazy! And she has sold her soul to the devil.
Without a word, she left the house and with those merciless piercing jade eyes she charged into the enemy's house.
What will she do to her tormentors?
"I know bad summary, but hey, can't blame me, I wasn't even thinking… :D hahaha! But still, hope you like this and think of Sasuke's family as if they were never dead. READ AND REVIEW PEOPLE I SAY! Joke but please do read and review…"
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THE CHANCES OF DOING THIS IS 100%
By aQuamarine1427
Happy did the day end for somebody
I sat on the floor gritting my teeth
Thinking about my frustrated defeat
And an abominable revenge they must pay
Happy did the day finished
As an idea popped and I flinched
Still gritting my teeth, eyes on ablaze
I left the house with a trace
Armed with a knife and a gun
Stealthily, in the darkness I run
Guided by the devil's hand and veiled by the devil's cloak
"There's no turning back" I thought.
'Twas a chilly night, the moon arise
Everything was still; silence is priced
A psychopath I am to slaughter
Provoked by my hatred too hard to render
Silent death was rewarded to my torturers
But, I cannot bring myself
To kill the only guy, asleep
Whom I loved for these treacherous years
Again, I left that house without a trace
Mind was blank, heart and eyes still ablaze
I started to run, leaving no evidence as the police came
To investigate the crime I just made
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See, it was short and I hope you like it.
I go frantic when I want to write poems
I know it's not that good.
REVIEW PLEASE:D