Aight pplz.....this is my 7th poem. I had a lot of probs. completing it......so i changed it....n made it according to "stan`s" format. Guess this is the most fuc*ed up poem of mine.......but then again.....its a poem. Btw.....i`ve almost finished my next Luv poem. i`m sure u`ll like dat one! :)
Luvs,
Mark
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The Last  Letter
-----------by Mark DeSouza
Dear Mark , How are you , n howz life goin?
howz skool? , hope life ain`t boring
I`m sending you this letter , as i havent seen you in a while,
I tried calling you , but noone would pick up the line,
anyway , i got more problems , i`m broke once again,
spent it all last nite , entertainin some friends,
Look at me , i got no home
i`m writtin this letter on a street , sitting all alone,
its gettin chilly , the cold has gone deep into my bones,
hold on , just got a call on my phone,
do you know who that was? yes , it was her,
she called me to find out how i were,
i`m sure she just wanted to check if i were still alive,
remember the time i stabbed her with a knife?
oh that was fun , the way she cried,
i couldnt stop laughing , haven`t laughed like that in a while,
I`ve got nothin else to say  , `cause someone just hit me with a pan,
please contact me as soon as u can,
i`ve trusted you with all my  probs
Look , i`m going nuts , i even quit my job
You told me you could help me out, and  i thought thats what you would do,
but instead , u reject my calls n treat me like a muel
thats it , i`m sick of you,
time i end this life that i freakin` wasted tellin u,
buh bye bit*h , i cant take no more
dats it...*LOUD SCREAMS*...i just jammed my di*k in the door!

P.s : this man was later taken to hospital for an amputation operation , but the operation resulted in failure. He died of a broken heart......and dick!