Torment, by . QUEENIE .
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i wont let you
cause me teh pain
from which i try to disdain.
i wont let my heart
beat for you
i'd kill myself
before i let you torment
me more.
mark my words,
i have a mission now
and it's to destroy all
fond memories of us together
if possible only
i'd jhave the eternal
sunshine of a spotless mind
i'd wipe you out
fuck you.
FUCK YOU
you stupid bitch.
you stole my life
and took my words,
left me here
marking myself
with some stupid
dull knife.
i wont stand for this.
i wont have you ruin me further
than i have already ruined myself.
fuck you.
FUCK YOU
get out of my mind,
get off the back shelf.
i want nothing of you.
i wanmt nothing of us.
i want this all to fucking go away
im sick of your shit.
i wont let you torment me another day.
you think im joking?
go ahead and provoke.
i'd rather die than have you
whipping thoughts around in my head.
i'd kill myself before i gave
you the chance.
fuck you.
go the fuck away.
why must you pollute my everyday?
i want to forget.
i want you gone.
go on, get!
leave me to my grave
and i've left you to yours.
it's over. get lost,
grow the fuck up.
i hate you you stupid bitch
dont you get that?
are you so desperate for fucking attention
you'd stoop so low and make
me remind myself of
how i felt for you?
guess what girl.
i dont fucking care.
i dont. i wont.
i cant.
leave me teh fuck alone
you're dead you hear?
DEAD.
fuck off, get the hell
out of my head.
i take back everything
all of it
anything i possibly said.
i wish i hadn't
i wish i didnt,
it's too late.
god fuck all
just take your fate and get
the hell out of my life.
xox
Ellie J |
Posted: 2005-11-25 14:33:19 UTC |
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2006-06-28 02:14:18 | User |
Amazing expression of anger..!!! Packed with tremendous rage and fury..that will
deliver a killing blow to whoever you're
talking about there..!!! But why do I get the thinking that it might not be about somebody..??? |
2006-06-28 17:49:21 | . QUEENIE . |
it was about michelle originally, but now i see it as either about "ana" or who i used to be, who haunts me everyday.. i unno. poems seem to change meanings over time, weird eh? |