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Kitty Poems

Why are we content with crawling through life Insted of using the wings we've aquired from The endless mistakes and trials life's put us through?


Broken Home

You look at me with eyes full of fright,
Don't worry lil boy you're safe with me tonight.
I know you come from a broken home,
You woke up one morning and your daddy was gone.
Even though you were an only child,
You were forced to grow up weiry and mild.
I can see misplaced trust in those innocent eyes,
Your young life is full of torn promises and lies.
You can trust me,
I'll love you.
Take my hand,
And we'll start brand new.


Bored eyes look around,
red from lack of sleep,
black from the mascara wasted on crying over you.
My heat rises when I think of the times I had with you,
and when I see your face, I don't know whether to throw my English book at you,
or to hug you.
I run.
Far away from you,
and the pain you've caused me.
Then I take your hand,
and kick your ex-girlfriends dead body to the curb.


I'm the real genie in a bottle,
Christina is just a tramp in a lamp.


Some day you'll cry for me
Like I did for you.
Some day you'll want me,
and I won't be there.
Someday you'll love me like I did you,
And I won't love you too.


You've seen me once,
You've seen my twice,
Your cold cold eyes burn right through me.
I hang my head, and start to sob,
as my neat and fairy-tale life beings to fall.
You were my life, you had my heart,
and wheather you know it or not,
you tore it apart.
I have you to thank, Mr.All Star man,
because of you, anger is my best friend.
I raise my head,
and smirk your way with hidden motives.
And I look forward to the day...to my day...
of revenge.



Kneeling beside you on the bloodstained parking lot,
It's hard to belive so much pain could come from so few shots.
I look to the officers, standing in blue and red,
I wonder how they can be so heartless, the love of my life is left for dead.
I hold you close, and whisper softly,
The life of a gansta isn't easy, and babe, it sure is costly.
I watch you take your last breath,
And a whole new world surrounds me.
The one of me after your death.


Stone gray eyes
Tightly clentched fists.

Hate in his mind,
Mocking voices ring in his ears.

Walking into school,
Normal pasted smile.

Going into class,
Sliding into his seat.

The ridiculing sounds
Echo through the halls.

They would pay for the pain they'd caused,
The pain was just too much to bear.

Open shots,
Bodies hit the floor.

Tears come to his eyes,
Remembering all the years.

Nobody cared.
Nobody understood.
Nobody thought.

They would now.



Innocence

April 15.
A day that would live in infamy in her mind.

Saying goodbye to mom and dad,
Normal date with Mr.Right...Now.

Or so she thought.

Seculded spot,
Car stopped,
Outta gas.

Soothing words,
Peircing screams.

They haunt her.

He stole her innocence.

Hate built up inside,
Slowly killing her,
Slowly driving her insane,
Slowly she dies...Alone.



As I walk through the daily routine,
Not thinking about what danger I face.

The danger of being found out.
The danger of not being like the others.

I'm not superfical,
I'm not fake.

I'm real.
You ask me for an opinion, You'd better stand back.

Comments...insults,
I've heard them all.

You think I don't hear the words you say
When I turn my head.

I hear...I choose to ignore.

You laugh at me because I'm different.
I laugh at you because you're all the same.



She looked back on her
Racing memories.

In the heat of the moment,
Her girlhood was lost.

She walked through the door,
Such a cold...cold place.

Can't you feel it?

Making an appointment for later that week.
She could erase this mistake...couldn't she?

Whore...killer...Hoe..
The names echoed in her mind.

It was a painless operation...
Until she got home.


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