When I heard your voice
My heart would wince
The last time we spoke
I've been hurting since
Your evil words
Are like knives to the heart
Every noise you utter
Pierces like a dart
I try to forget
The crap that you say
But the memories of you
Make my soul decay
Not one word
Can fix what you broke
You make me sick
Can't wait 'till you croak
A contest entry
- Options...once again... by Celticjedi.
450 points, ended September 29, 2007, 23 entries
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Comments
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Damn! I agree with below said, this IS harsh, but it is also poetic. Although some of the words you used seemed a little off to me, it's not really my place to say. These were my favorite lines:
"But the memories of you
Make my soul decay"
I can relate. Awesome job. Thank you for entering, keep it up!
From,
Cj
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Oh, ouch...such venom. I really like the third stanza very raw and real then very profound and poetic.
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