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useless I swear I'm not angry.
My heart never fell.
I still beat here, dreaming,
Of escaping this hell.
I remember the trouble,
I remember it well,
How they tried to break me,
And I wouldn't tell.
Get back in the habit,
And learn this life well,
Don't call me angry,
I'm tired as hell.
So simple and useless,
In poetry hell.
I wish I were something.
You wanted to know well.
I like this one, I can relate to it, feels like something in my head.
I want to know you well. Nice poem, I liked it muy mucho. You are the god of spiffiness. I shall bow before you like I have a herniated disc in my spine. Well bye bye now. Sincerely Ralph Lauren in a raggedy Tommy Shirt