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tatalinia Member
since 2005-12-17
Posts 137CA, US 
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EROTICA LA should i be hurt an cry or angry with rage an revenge another false lie another drop of water lost down the drain this is it i seek no more my wish is to walk out this door never to return or look back no remorse no gain just pack my things an carry on i tore the paper, left it scattered on the floor proof of the lies you went to explore lookin me in the face an smiling but searching for another hore the ticket you carlessly left behind never thinkin to pick up behind your crimes can't take the bait when its thrown back at you but now its my turn to have the last laugh prepare for my furious wrath open the door to hell my fire has awakened an the devil himself has arrived I do not need shine or wealth, just a pen and some paper for my health |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
You reached out of the screen and just gripped me. This is wonderful -- your anger is almost something I can taste. It radiates from you in this poem and ... I love what you wrote. This is really good. aziza |
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ambivalence Junior Member
since 2006-07-13
Posts 15Canada |
Incendiary. |
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