I wrote this really upsetting poem and i want to show it to you so here is is:
Poison, spikes,inch long fangs, dark black eyes filled with anger just as its heart.
Anger, jealousy, death, hurt, fear, lonlyness, a heavy heart.
Vomit, fungus, poison, pollution, the sun's deadly rays shining down making the thorn bush eat while the rose lie hungry.
Disgusting smells, oozing trash, old fungus covered food, the smell of death, a red eyed rat, a small dark alley, an old black cat, ignored by the rest of the worldas if completely isolated.
Bangos, hillbillys, rednecks, singing of war and how others dont stand a chance, but someday the will win then what will they sing about? Scaring small children and saying "where going to to war."
Green, rotting, fungus tasting vegtable, kids crying before every bit, chewey, gross, foul smelling, choking, killing, its the kiss of death, gaging small childern ans dragging them into the underworld.
Guns, shooting, balms. explosions, all around, an ocean of blood, another life lost,choking, dieing,no one knows you so no one cares, only concerned about there own life, people running, building in flame, an evil commander killing all in his way, your daddy dieing and no one tells you, too hot, too cold, not free but captive, no green grass, not a tree in sight, the flowers are trampled, all nature here is dead, and soon everything will be.
In a Imperfect world
Freya_5893 Community Member 
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