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You come into my life Again Unannounced Random Unwanted After I have finally begun to heal And you open the wound back up Tearing Pulling Prying Hurting me as you go Not a word spoken Just the sight of you leaves me feeling scared Horrified More than just a little paranoid. What if you try to hurt me again? You frighten me Make me sick Nauseous The rank smell The vile taste Of ***** Making my insides cringe You used to be there In the innermost part of me Physically, mentally, emotionally You had every part of me. It’s your fault. You, who claims he knows nothing of what he did. “I swear, I never meant to hurt you, I’m sorry.” ******** You aren’t sorry. You know what you did. How could you not? You know you nearly killed me with your words That flow from your mouth Uncontrollable Like a raging river of lies and deceit Untrustworthy is what you are Is what you mean to me Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Not even a stranger. For I would treat a stranger better than you. An animal better than you A pile of feces better than you You are the lowest of the low You ask me to be your “friend” No. you don’t know the meaning of the word How dare you try to corrupt that blessed status You selfish, evil, conniving, ******* You can burn in Hell. In the deepest darkest parts where brimstone is so strong it engulfs you in a whirlwind of unpleasurable, rank, decaying, vile smells and tastes. That is where you belong. That is where you will stay In the blacked out part of my memory, where I wish we had never happened And I hope on day you will realize what you did And die.
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Oct 2, 2012
Oct 2, 2012 at 6:42 PM UTC
Hatred
You come into my life Again Unannounced Random Unwanted After I have finally begun to heal And you open the wound back up Tearing Pulling Prying Hurting me as you go Not a word spoken Just the sight of you leaves me feeling scared Horrified More than just a little paranoid. What if you try to hurt me again? You frighten me Make me sick Nauseous The rank smell The vile taste Of ***** Making my insides cringe You used to be there In the innermost part of me Physically, mentally, emotionally You had every part of me. It’s your fault. You, who claims he knows nothing of what he did. “I swear, I never meant to hurt you, I’m sorry.” ******** You aren’t sorry. You know what you did. How could you not? You know you nearly killed me with your words That flow from your mouth Uncontrollable Like a raging river of lies and deceit Untrustworthy is what you are Is what you mean to me Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Not even a stranger. For I would treat a stranger better than you. An animal better than you A pile of feces better than you You are the lowest of the low You ask me to be your “friend” No. you don’t know the meaning of the word How dare you try to corrupt that blessed status You selfish, evil, conniving, ******* You can burn in Hell. In the deepest darkest parts where brimstone is so strong it engulfs you in a whirlwind of unpleasurable, rank, decaying, vile smells and tastes. That is where you belong. That is where you will stay In the blacked out part of my memory, where I wish we had never happened And I hope on day you will realize what you did And die.
adrianna-davis
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Oct 2, 2012
Oct 2, 2012 at 6:42 PM UTC
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