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Hating every inch of your guts...(Memento Mori)
By TheMistressBucket
I wrote this years ago about a male human that I will hate for all of eternity.
Figured the more people I share it with the better I will feel.
What do you get from
boiling down the shit and using hind sight to strain it?
The lies, the filth, and disgusting remnants of you.
You sloth.
Pig.
Look in a fucking mirror
and tell me you are good.
That intentions were not self serving.
That the poetry spewing from your mouth
was not manipulation at it's finest.
That hours spent thinking of me
were not just premeditated thoughts of
how to break me.
Tell me sloth.
Pig.
Who was ever a person to you?
Who was ever worthy of your honest tears?
Ponder me.
Question the purity of my hate...
Ask yourself if I would kill you
given the chance.
And believe it when you mouth back,
I bet she wants nothing more...
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Copyright 2003 TheMistressBucket
Published on Saturday, September 20, 2003.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Hating every inch of your guts...(Memento Mori)"
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A former member wrote:
I like this. I was drawn to the title and the content didn't disapoint.
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On Saturday, September 20, 2003, worm
(1194)
wrote:
alrighty then! *note to self* do not, and I repeat, DO NOT piss this lady off! ~I bet she owns a gun and could shoot the fleas off a dog's back!!
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On Saturday, September 20, 2003, Blinded_Tiger
(518) wrote:
As an ironic statement, Poetic minds watch poets unfold, Of a poet she was hurt, None would understand better, Then a wielder of the tainted sword, Now hiden away in pain, I feel the shame. Tiger
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On Saturday, September 20, 2003, cre
(411) wrote:
Mmm. I love this, for the hatred and seemingly just anger that screams out from it . . and for the hatred I too feel and can never express as well as you just did . . excellent write . . I am growing fond of your writing.
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