murder, murder
I ment to just hurt ya
Or atleast scare ya
but instead I killed ya
I just grabbed the rock
should of let go
but I couldnt stop
I was enjoying myself
when I heard your head crack
as I hit the top
caved in your face
and I still couldnt stop
I heared your last breath
as blood covered your top
I smiled and giggled
as I walked off
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ooooh Something inside of me really wants to do this to someone, esp jerks that hurt me, but of course I can't. Great to have a pen than a sword (or in this case a rocl) very explicit and filled with emotion!!!! Great!
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This seriously made me laugh! I love the flow and revenge laced in here.
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This poem reminds me of these group of girls who once threw rocks at me because I was ugly. Still am pretty damn ugly, but this time around... if someone throws rocks at me... I'll hurt them just as badly.
I'm not going to get teased anymore because I'm ugly. Unless, the person wants a fight.
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morbed hahaha love it
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this is painful...but very good. i love it! well done!
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