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as my first one had a mistake,
I will not actually do it,
but make a new one,
so here i am,
rapping like eminem,
after becoming a 5 year old again,
I return,
To do what I must,
I must,
stop writing ♥♥♥♥♥♥ poems,
and learn how not to,
as it is not my dream to do this,
and i paste this in youtube,
you realize i spelled realize differently in my normal poem,
then wonder why you read this,
not understanding that most commenters will realize that i put that a salty mocking sad guy,
in my whatever number line, but for reading this,
you wasted a minute,
so for doing this,
i will reward you,
Merry Christmas,
- Kat of 2015
Wait what you don't like it?