In light of recent events in my beloved Dandy’s World community, I made a poem.
Sweetheart—A poem by Astro
(The pink represents Qw*lv*r)
You made a world. You made it fun.
You tried to show your creation to everyone.
You met the wrong people, you thought they were alright,
That was a lie. You spat out lies.
You said “They’re gone! I promise, I say!”
No they weren’t. They didn’t go away.
Sixty days. SIXTY DAYS TOO LONG.
LOOK WHAT YOU DID. NOW EVERYTHING’S ALL WRONG.
A sweetheart, you said. You called yourself such.
Don’t you think you exaggerated much?
A sweetheart, a darling, an innocent soul.
An angel, a person with an important role.
You say all these things, a smile on your face.
But we all know now, you’re a huge disgrace.
Now we all know. We know behind the facade.
Why call yourself a sweetheart? We all know you’re too flawed.
