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What was the point angel? (part 2)

Contributed by socialburnin on Sunday, 5th December 2004 @ 09:46:47 AM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry

I never wanted more or less
Then what you gave me and you know
That you were always first on every boys list
You were in the sun and moon
And every *****in star in a damn cold night sky
And all you ever wanted
Was to twist me around your little finger
With your sweet outside face
And insides writhing with vile twisted laughter
And being the one whom naivete still had hold
I went along with this cruel little joke
And all I ever needed was to make you happy
But sex was your tool wasnt it?
With mouth and tongue and everything I cant mention
So I thought love should hurt
And it really did
So you ended it so cruely and I saw first hand
The devistaion you wrought
Poured salt in my wounds
And drowned me in the cold water of truth
So I set to work
Increasing my vocabulary
So every complex word I used
Turned you inside out with guilt and despair
So this ones for you
You vile self indulgent *****
I hope your happy with what you did
Cause I was your masterpiece
I was your Mona Lisa
I made you well know for heart breaking
So dont apologize
I hope you choke and die

Copyright © socialburnin ... [ 2004-12-05 09:46:47]
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Re: What was the point angel? (part 2) (User Rating: 1 )
by Sinned on Monday, 21st February 2005 @ 03:43:01 PM AEST
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WOW--I cringed a little reading your poem.Your emotions love & hate & anger almost glow red.I know you must have been hurt badly. I hope you learned moved on and found someone who knows how to love and show love.
Powerful expressions sad and wonderful poem. Keep writing you are excelent at it.

Sinned

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