Playing games that hurt another.
Feelings, flesh or some other.
You drew the first blood first.
Wounds designed cant reverse.
Getting even makes me feel
"Finally, I can heal".
Author notes
I can't forgive backstabbing beeatches. Gossipy, snide, haughty beeatches. Other acts I cant stand are too numerous to mention - just look out if you aim to hurt me... Nobody who truely knows me, would.
A contest entry
- anything under 15 lines by tara wilson.
600 points, ended February 4, 2008, 16 entries
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Do acts against us get forgiven too easily?
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well, I get and feel a very clear message from this poem..thanks so much for your entry..
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