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You Are not a man. You are not worth My mercy Or my words how dare you Touch him With your hands filthy Threaten to beat the **** out of My lover? If he doesn’t give you his cell phone you ******* Or else he could give you A ten minute ******* And escape with his life And his bones intact But not with his dignity Not without ***** rising in his mouth and pain shooting through his body and reaching deep into the cracks that I have slowly been helping him heal You are Not worth my mercy Or my words and If I had my way you Would be Sitting pretty under my knife If I had my way I would have my Sadistic revenge. Your bones Are going to look so good As earrings.
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May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 12:53 PM UTC
A poem to the man who mugged my boyfriend
You Are not a man. You are not worth My mercy Or my words how dare you Touch him With your hands filthy Threaten to beat the **** out of My lover? If he doesn’t give you his cell phone you ******* Or else he could give you A ten minute ******* And escape with his life And his bones intact But not with his dignity Not without ***** rising in his mouth and pain shooting through his body and reaching deep into the cracks that I have slowly been helping him heal You are Not worth my mercy Or my words and If I had my way you Would be Sitting pretty under my knife If I had my way I would have my Sadistic revenge. Your bones Are going to look so good As earrings.
crashchord
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May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 12:53 PM UTC
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