These immaculate emotions that you put up on display
Is a work of art to a wall with no plaster and no paint
You’re at a point of no return where if the thunder erupts
Brain cells destruct in an attempt to not give a fuck
Anger grasps for its own life / There is no significance
Or difference to you between words and violence
If we were energy I’d be a nuclear bomb
And you’d be Ron, a condom with no dick to suck on
Author notes
Written December 16th, 2005
A contest entry
- Bleeding Black Hate by BattleOfBlood.
300 points, ended May 1, 2006, 21 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - But we flew to far away from Neverland... by Dawliah.
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This poem is so hilarious, and full of spite... And just so fun.
I'm not sure of the relevance to the contest at hand, but It's a good poem nevertheless.
The title... So awesome. Ahh.
Bravo
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the last two lines are phenomenal. they conclude a powerful, biting little poem that screams louder than i can really handle. its masterful, i love it. and again, the end was just perfect way to say it. down to earth, in your face, straight forward way of saying i hate you. you didnt dress it up, and i respect that.
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Wow - anger full steam ahead with this write - certainly have it in for someone named Ron - sentiments well expressed in these line - easy to read and understand.
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wow you sound really pissed....i like it though its real and just there...good job
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thanks for the comment. i love this one..it's awesome keep up the great job
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Wow, I don't know exactly what provoked this poem but it's excellent.... great, great write, love the expression and the wording, never read one quite like it. Nice. Beautiful. I can't say enough. GOod job.
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