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When You're Hated
Contributed by
Kira-KILL-xx
on
Tuesday, 14th February 2012 @ 03:04:55 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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So heartless you are,
Your venom poisoned my heart.
You'll always be an obscene stain,
You'll always be a useless pain.
You lied to me,
Begged for my trust.
Took him away, made me plead,
'How could you?', I would always scream.
She blames me for your faults,
She hurls abuse and insults.
You've got her around your little finger,
I want you to die, not linger.
You tried to play 'God'.
Controlling everything.
We were like two peas in a pod,
Now you just disturb me.
I'll never accept your pathetic apologies,
You must be 'Satan', come to make my life hell.
Destroying everyone I love,
With your sickening, 'alluring' spell.
Get out for once,
A second time, a third,
You don't know when you're hated,
Death, you always deserved.
Leave with pride,
Taking her too.
She was destined to abandon me,
Destroying my life was you.
Copyright ©
Kira-KILL-xx
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Re: When You're Hated
(User Rating: 1 ) by Banjosandwitch on
Tuesday, 14th February 2012 @ 06:55:09 AM AEST (User
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poetry is a great way of getting pain out and once out and shared you'll find common souls who empathise with you which will make you feel a little better one love banjosandwitch |
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Re: When You're Hated
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 14th February 2012 @ 08:34:17 AM AEST (User
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Kira,
I am so sorry that this ***** has happened to you. I agree with banjosandwitch though, poetry can be very therapeutic.
Things like your situation are what sometimes make me think we could already be in hell.
Take care,
Tim |
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