Here, take this
It belongs to you
I don't want it anymore
Don't tell me it's damaged goods
Because I did no harm to it
It never really belonged to me anyway
You just said it did so you could take mine
But what is mine is in fact mine
It belongeth toeth meith
Remove your filth
Go, I despise you
Take all your demon possessions
I expel you
Leave unto thine own desires
Filter your way through society
For you have no place here
It belongs to you
I don't want it anymore
Don't tell me it's damaged goods
Because I did no harm to it
It never really belonged to me anyway
You just said it did so you could take mine
But what is mine is in fact mine
It belongeth toeth meith
Remove your filth
Go, I despise you
Take all your demon possessions
I expel you
Leave unto thine own desires
Filter your way through society
For you have no place here
Author notes
Written on 5th May 2003 at 03:40 GMT
I'm really having a dig at old boyfriends, aren't I. This is about giving back the things given to you in a relationship, whether it be physical objects or emotions. No matter what is given, eventually you want rid of it all so you can be free from that person. This applies to most of my exes.
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this is a great write. definite anger. the flow isn't completely perfect, but it doesn't always have to be. sometimes it just helps the poem if the flow is choppy.
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this has an interesting flow to it. great poem and i hope to see more by you someday
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Nice expression of emotion...There is something about giving back everything that gives one peace of mind.
Victoria Lin




