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A Poem by Victoria Magana



I want to be Wicked,
I want to be cruel,

Can't see through darkened veil,
Anger blurs my sight,
Yet I get no comfort from you,
All I get is spite,
I swear you torture me just to prove yourself right,

I will never smile for you,
Frowns fit just fine,
I can't love you anymore,
I'm losing my mind,

No time to play good Samaritan,
I just don't give a s**t,
You've broken what's good about me,
So I'll take your joy and shatter it.

© 2009 Victoria Magana

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Excellent, love how the rhyming worked for this poem!

Posted 10 Years Ago

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Added on September 30, 2008
Last Updated on August 6, 2009
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Victoria Magana
Victoria Magana

Everett, WA

Goodness I need a new description, but what do I write.... more..