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My words can be more viscous then a tiger shark
Hunting after dark
I'd have it metaphorically eat you alive
While you stare at the moon
And blood leak into your eyes
And seep into your sockets
But no you can't die yet
I haven't written the sound it makes when your bones crunch
As it munch
Ripping and tearing through your flesh
Turning your meat into mesh
Never **** of a poet
Through these words I show it
I'd write you into these lines
Until you faced the sentencing for your crimes
Bind you to a train track
With verbs
While the expressions pierce your nerves and keep you in place
And as the chew chew train gets ever so close to your face
Wait
This poet isn't done
It's just to much fun

Dogs are more loyal then men
Of course a women created this
But If women are un loyal
Then what does that make you?
The log that the dog plays fetch with
Yeah your the stick
I mean what's more lower then a dog
I guess the thing
The dog plays with
Or maybe
Your the flea or tick
A nuisance
A *****
I mean what's more lower then a dog
I guess the thing
That causes the dog to bite and itch

Dogs are "more loyal" then men
But dogs
Are a mans best friend

You will never hear me say
I love you
In any kind of way
It won't ever slip my lips
You won't ever see it twinkle in my eyes
If it was a plane on its way to you
I'd shoot it out the skies
So it would never arrive
Loving you is something I could never feel
It will never creep into my heart
Or pop into my head
As I dream in the dark
Even as we lay side by side
There's no reason to hide my love
Because there's no love inside to hide
You will never hear me say
I love you
In an kind of way

These walls are empty
Just like me
Stale and pale
Cold to the touch
These walls are bare
And naked
Stripped
There's bruised
Dented
Decorated with wounds
And scrapped off skin
****** from the knuckle marks
Left on them like hickeys
They've been pealed
There insides revealed
It's just as dark and cold in here
These walls are lonely
They've never been touched
Windows covered in paint
No light ever gets in
No picture or frames  
Just the occasional
Electric outlet
These wall are empty
Just like me

Should I hate you
Or date you
Should I take you back
Or throw you away like a old mat
I'm not sure how I should feel
This doesn't seem real
You use to make me happy
But now I feel ******
I'm confused
Felt like I was used
For you to be amused
I want to believe that you could do better
But you words were like a feather
Easy swept up in the wind
Never have I been this confused