Poetry
So, I took a break from an RP for a bit to get my muses back. Apparently, I missed one hell of a poem while I was gone. Note the on/off attempt at rhyming, when convenient. Before the title is a note that he left for it being directed to everyone except DB. I don't know who that is, but anyway. Shakespeare in italics.
This is one i made. for all of yous. Aside from DB.
HATERS
Haters,
spread you venom.
See if i care,
You know when to strike,
When its unfair.
Wen someone is criticized
and scrutinized,
you gain your sick pleasure.
You rip off the wings of a bird
and watch as it squirms.
You vile, filthy hater.
No words, can heal the damage
The raging fire,
The acidic poison,
the feeling of having limbs ripped off,
that your words created.
So curiosity got the best of this cat,
then you came, swinging your words like a bat.
Just know,
You can never be forgiven,
The hater, will always be hated more,
than anything that you can throw!
So why dont you feel what you are doing?
Are you that merciless?
Yes,
Your fangs are always bared,
your venom is a killer,
Haters are cold,
like snakes.
Nothing like blowing things out of proportion and writing poetry about it. You know, instead of being rational. In context, two people noted something in his post and made a joke about it. A very harmless joke.
This is one i made. for all of yous. Aside from DB.
HATERS
Haters,
spread you venom.
See if i care,
You know when to strike,
When its unfair.
Wen someone is criticized
and scrutinized,
you gain your sick pleasure.
You rip off the wings of a bird
and watch as it squirms.
You vile, filthy hater.
No words, can heal the damage
The raging fire,
The acidic poison,
the feeling of having limbs ripped off,
that your words created.
So curiosity got the best of this cat,
then you came, swinging your words like a bat.
Just know,
You can never be forgiven,
The hater, will always be hated more,
than anything that you can throw!
So why dont you feel what you are doing?
Are you that merciless?
Yes,
Your fangs are always bared,
your venom is a killer,
Haters are cold,
like snakes.
Nothing like blowing things out of proportion and writing poetry about it. You know, instead of being rational. In context, two people noted something in his post and made a joke about it. A very harmless joke.