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sunscreen
sunscreen
May 13, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Truth

Reject Formality
Remove your touch
Rehabilitate understanding.

You judge me,
You know me not.
You claim privileges.

Threats to remove happiness
 Take back words
Turn around.

Discriminate against me
Destroy my heart
Deceive my trust.

Revoke my choice
Regain power
Release my soul.

Anger envelopes
Rage consumes
Spite develops

Can't you see you're the reason why I am unhappy?
Can't you realize that you've made me angry?
Its definitely all down hill from here.

Continue to cause me grief
my bags are close to packed,
I'll leave to the arms of my love.
— sunscreen, May 13, 2010

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magics02

16 years ago

Wow Sunscreen

You go guy. This one tops the cake nicely. I really liked its format and it's words. havent been by to see you sorry and hope all is going better for you and I do see your poetry has progressed nicely!! Bravo guy Love,Mona xoxoxo TIME well spent is TIME well lived
xena465

xena465

16 years ago

Love it Alex

My wee son...lovely write...told it straight from the heart. Rosina xena465
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shirley harrison

16 years ago

Anger!

i saw alot of anger, are you writing this because you are in a relationship that is causing you pain and suffering? I would be interested to know! over all a fantastic poem shirley harrison
sunscreen

sunscreen

16 years ago

Just the opposite, the

Just the opposite, the relationship is the reason why I am happy, and my mother wants to have power over me, and make me unhappy. (long story short)
Shango007

Shango007

16 years ago

Your mother “wants

Your mother "wants power" over you because you are her child lol.... oh, the growing pains of adolescence! One day you might look back at all of this and laugh...
sunscreen

sunscreen

16 years ago

I turn 18 this year, my

I turn 18 this year, my mother knows that I've been handling myself for a long time, and she has never tried to control me before, therefore she shouldn't try.
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Kassie

16 years ago

Spicy!!!

Wow I love your poem's tempo .. You know how cool it is when you can read a poem out loud and actually feel the anger .. very nice! Like hot, spicy mochachas on a cold day =) P.S I totally relate to the whole power / control thing .. eek parents - I'm also turning 18 this year -- and these parental people of mine truly know how to inspire anger management poetry ;)