Enjoy:
Woe is me,
Blood,
Darkness,
Void,
The blood of my heart,
Is like darkness,
The darkness of death,
Is like my makeup.
Blood is like a rose,
A heart, torn on a thread,
Of yarn, from which
My heart has broken.
Woe, eternal love monkey
Death,
Darkness,
Woe,
Woe,
Woe,
Woe x 5,
End.
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Turn in a poem like that to the teacher, and you'll be in the counsillors office in no time.