Free Verse

Bad. Content Warning.
Introduction An old free-form poem inspired by bad people I knew, and this is how I feel some are with me today Bad ⬛🖤⚫☠️⚫🖤⬛You Only SmileAt My MiseryYou Push Me OutBlame Me☠️You Break ThingsIt's My FaultLook What I Made You DoThat Person You Beat UpIt Was Their Fault☠️Because They Were ThereAnd The Crowd Say You Are The One☠️They Will FollowThey Will Be Like YouThey Will HurtThey Will DestroyThat Is The Way To BeAlwaysAnd Forever⬛🖤⚫☠️⚫🖤⬛
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