He thinks he's safe,
He doesn't see me coming.
He thinks he's safe,
Not after the things he did to me.
He thinks he's safe,
Any second now.
He thought he was safe,
Untill I ripped out his throat.
He thought he was safe,
Untill I slowly killed him with my teeth.
He killed me.
He killed me.
He killed me on the inside!
I killed him.
I killed him.
I can still never get back what he took,
My life,
My sanity,
My purity.
He thought he was safe.
He was wrong.
A contest entry
- Random Options by Megan Awesome.
470 points, ended November 1, 2007, 23 entries
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Comments
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This is so cool lol. I've felt this way about an ex boyfriend before. Thats just what I wanted to do, rip out his throat. But I restrained myself from any acts of violence against him ... and then he broke my heart all over again. BUt ah well ... I've found someone else. But as for this poem, Very good. I like the repetitaveness of it all. Great job! Good luck and thank you for entering my contest!
Megan -
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Thankyou!
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