Eee, I love sad/depressing/angry type poems too. I also write a few myself when I'm in my boredIhavenothingelsetodo state. It's no trouble at all. Here you go:
I sit in the park where I dwell For this boy I love so well. He took my heart away from me, Now he wants to set me free. I see a girl on his lap, He says things to her he never said to me. I ran home to cry on my bed, Not a word to mother was said. Father came home late that night, He looked at me from left to right. He saw me hanging from a rope, He took his knife to cut me down. And on my dress a note was found: Dig my grave, Dig it deep. Dig my grave, From head to feet. And on the top place a dove. And remember this, I died for love...
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my journal is beachbunnybrity
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It's actually a very sad poem about a girl though.. I'll try and find it if you want me to?
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It's no trouble at all.
Here you go:
I sit in the park where I dwell
For this boy I love so well.
He took my heart away from me,
Now he wants to set me free.
I see a girl on his lap,
He says things to her he never said to me.
I ran home to cry on my bed,
Not a word to mother was said.
Father came home late that night,
He looked at me from left to right.
He saw me hanging from a rope,
He took his knife to cut me down.
And on my dress a note was found:
Dig my grave, Dig it deep.
Dig my grave, From head to feet.
And on the top place a dove.
And remember this, I died for love...
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Will credit.
Thanks. =]
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