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Hollow Victory
Contributed by
Randyjohnson
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Wednesday, 9th May 2018 @ 01:32:04 PM in AEST
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I got revenge but it was a hollow victory.
Instead of getting pleasure, it horrified me.
Last year, a man raped and murdered my little sister.
The pain is unbearable and I sure have missed her.
That punk got off because he was kinned to the Kennedys.
His underhanded lawyer convinced a jury to set him free.
When he came home last week, I used a knife to disembowl him.
I lept out from behind some bushes and his death was grim.
I thought his death would make me feel really good.
But killing him didn/'/t please me like I thought it would.
It shocked and horrified me, I feel even worse than I did before.
What I/'/m feeling on the inside is just too much for me to ignore.
I/'/m going to turn myself in no matter what punishment it brings.
I/'/ve learned the hard way that revenge isn/'/t a good thing.
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Re: Hollow Victory
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by Durango on
Wednesday, 9th May 2018 @ 01:59:06 PM AEST
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| Revenge was justified, a good old fashion disemboweling was karma evening matters out. Evisceration has its needful place, does it not. |
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Re: Hollow Victory
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by softerware on
Friday, 11th May 2018 @ 05:31:25 AM AEST
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Your poem is true to life, as most of us dont learn this lesson except through experience. Revenge is the seed of evil spawned from acts of hatred..but it cannot bloom without fertile ground, and we always have the power to yank it up by its roots, like the weed it is.
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