I wanted to scream,
I wanted to die,
For you I'll live.

I hated you in the mornings.
I hated you in the evenings.
I'll hate you forever.

I was as pure as holy water.
You were as sinful as Satan.
I still don't understand
how we mixed.
But I suppose things can't always
stay
black and white.

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I was sick while writing these. Idk why I did. But here you go. Some horrible poems about cliché stupid things. And some I suppose aren't that bad but what can I say. Anyways. If you're reading these, let me know in the comments. I'll appreciate it. And don't hate me for misspellings. This shit is horrible I know.