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TheStartOfMyEnds Aug 2016
Peeking over my shoulders to see the dusty roads in your eyes.
Lowkey, stabbed me hollow with your sausage fingers, Holding a bucket full of holes
Saying it's a reflection of my soul
But Little you know
That I'm the type of girl
Who will crack your perfectly white teeth, smiling
And your queer's behind I ain't lying
Just to patch my bucket soul
And crown myself queen in my sandy bridge to hell's door
b e mccomb Aug 2016
We've been
Through a lot
You and me
Best friends for
How long?
Over ten years
And that's at
Eighteen.

Last week
You told me
That if you had
All the money
In the world
And could give me
Anything
You would buy me two corgis
Because that's what
I deserved.

But if I
Could give you
Anything

I would give you back
Every tear
You ever
Considered crying
Whether or not
It actually fell
All sealed up in a
Case of fancy glass
Bottles
For you to toast with
At your pleasure.

And I would find every
Single
****
Person
Who ever
Hurt you
And make them
Feel pain
Kick them
Directly through the
Stratosphere and leave
Them to die
Choking
From a lack of
Oxygen
On the moondust
Of who you
Would have been
Without their hands
Around your neck.

I would
Wind the clock
Backwards
Fast forward through
Your entire
Missed
Childhood
And find some kind
Of cosmic compensation
Celestial retribution
For every lost
Second
Every tainted
Home movie that
Still plays
On the screen
Of your eyelids
At night.

Speaking of night
I would hand you
Every sleepless
Hour
You ever lived through
Refund the three a.m.'s
You gambled
And lost to
Anxiety
Smooth away
The tiredness
Soaked into
Your very
Existence.

And I would hurl
Every
Last
*******
Lie
You ever believed
About yourself
Down into the
Hellfire and brimstone
Where it came from.

Because all you ever
Deserved
Was peace of mind.
Copyright 3/3/16 by B. E. McComb
I love you.
Viseract Aug 2016
You took from me
You made me mad
I realised the truth
It made me sad

Something I loved
Cost so much
Retribution to me
Is not enough

Revenge and strength
A broken gift
Tables will turn
The tide will shift

Karma strikes
I hope it hits you hard
Because you gave me pain,
Both sad and mad
some f*cker stole my $600 bike.. it had value more than the 600 dollars I bought it for... but this isalso reference to many things of my past.
Viseract Aug 2016
You think you're so good?
Exploiting someone like that?
Having yourself a little fun
Don't give a **** if it's bad?

Well *******, you are ****!
When you hear me come
You better run!
I can **** you easily without a gun!

Send you to the morgue, start saying goodbye
The last words you'll say before you die!
I hope I'm the one to slit your throat
And how's this for a little side-note:

I don't even ******* KNOW you!!!
Fucken ****
Chrimmo Rae Aug 2016
You've degraded someone you cannot even reach the peak of.

You shall perish from this bittersweet world,
By the hands of a lady you've forgotten and didnt know
By a person who seek vengance for what you've done
She's sick of everything up until now.
Realizing that this foolish love is making her stupid head crumble.
Its annoying.
Amature writer
Viseract Aug 2016
A flash, a crack,
Twirling smoke
Sharp smell of powder
On the fume, slight choke

A flick, a twirl,
A clinking sound
Empty shells
Upon the ground

Don't even try
I'm locked and loaded
Accidentally deleted the original, so I had to try and re-write it. I apologise!
DaSH the Hopeful Aug 2016
Suicide should only be committed once*
So why the hell do I try every couple months
Something's up with the water
I don't feel the rush like I used to
There's no happiness tutorials on YouTube
I laced together my shoes, through them on a wire and convinced myself to sit and think
The kitchen sink's dishes stink
But you are what you eat and I had a helping of insane

Low key lowlife, broke and high under a spotlight
No ice so there's more drink at the drive thru window with my eyes suspiciously low
I'm ridiculously close to laughing what's left of my mind away
I forgot how it feels to feel fine today
It's either *love
or hate and there's no areas of gray

*I wish I had a thousand hours to sit down and figure out exactly what the **** that I've been running from
I wish someone would stick around long enough to identify with the place that I'm coming from
Pep Aug 2016
Someone told me that you weren't good enough for me, and they told me that you'd use me.

Too bad I didn't listen.

Everything to you was fake, while everything to me was real.

You sent me flying, so hard that it took me months to get back up.

Whenever I see you I just want to disappear.

Or better yet, I want you to just vanish from my mind & existence.

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