Loved or Hated

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    This is a poem about a girl who is hated by everyone. She has no idea why, though. And now, she is ready to be overcome with her death, she goes home to say goodbye. And, once she gets there, she learns everyone missed her.

    Loved or Hated

    I find my home,
    Far away,
    Because i know everyone hates me.
    I keep away,
    Far away,
    Because I know everyone hates me.
    I dig my grave,
    Far away,
    Because i know everyone hates me.
    I make no friends,
    Far away,
    Because i know everyone hates me.
    But when I come back,
    From far away,
    I learn everyone missed me,
    And I begin to shake.
    "There Is One Thing I need to say:
    I found my home,
    Far away,
    Because everyone hated me.
    I kept away,
    Far away,
    Because everyone hated me.
    I dug my grave,
    Far away,
    Because everyone hated me.
    I made no friends,
    Far away,
    Because everyone hated me.
    And now,
    I am ready to die,
    I am prepared to die,
    I knew I was going to die,
    I knew i was supposed to die,
    I knew Everyone wanted me to die,
    I set up my death,
    It will happen today,
    So I came back to say my last goodbye,
    And Now Everyone Loves me?
    I shall die after learning i am no longer hated?"
    And-at this-she collapsed, dead, on the ground.

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    HopeOhlarik commented on Loved or Hated

    09-08-2010

    Very repetitive poem, which is good to a point. It moves very fast though, try slowing it down a little. Thing of writing a poem, the same as painting a picture. More people read when they can actually picture the event in their head. Very good poem aside from all that though.

    himekachan111

    09/08/2010

    its fast moving bcuz the girl from who's point of view its written from is writing it line by line, highlighting only what she thinks is important near the end of her life. and as she goes, the people around her change but she stays the same.

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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