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Victim's Revenge.
Contributed by
deathdrop
on
Saturday, 19th June 2004 @ 07:37:06 AM in AEST
Topic:
schoolproblems
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You send a bullet through my soul.
Its coated in poison and it eats me whole.
It sends vibrations of exploding pain.
It makes me shudder but still feel so aflame!
Every single thing thats mine or that I have ever built,
Suddenly youre destroying them or youre making them tilt.
Every single wall, every single friend,
You spit out your viscous words, until theres nothing left.
I try to ignore it, and do my best to move on.
Hoping that youll quit it, and in time youll move along
Time moves and I stuck oxygen deep into my airways.
But turning round youve settled more of a dark haze.
More time moves aside, and I try to let go,
But inside I know Im bubbling, and that its all starting to show.
Then I past you in the corridor, our eyes meet.
I feel so burned and raw, your presence I cant delete!
I let you past, though my anger wont melt.
Then a low whisper I hear, and it whips at full pelt!
It was just a quiet little tone, so no one else could hear.
I turn round to hit you, to find that youre not there.
My stress turns back round hitting, smack down into me.
Were you even there? The questions fill me.
But then I decide I just dont care! Im gonna make you pay.
Im gonna make you sorry; in a bloodied kind of way!
More swollen anger begins to pulse through,
I run with all my strength, searching for you.
Images fill me, of how Im going to hurt you!
This is for all those time you betrayed me, for an amuse.
Someones shouting, back and behind.
It doesnt bother me though, it barely touches my mind.
An invisible mist, lays in front of my eyes,
It tells me to do it, to punch out your lights!
I turn the corner, and there you stand.
And all alone! My chance is grand.
I dont give warning; I just run up and punch,
Blood drips off your face, as my knuckles crunch.
And then I send another, blow to your head.
This ones for my walls and all the things you said!
You seize your chance, and throw a slap.
I open my mouth, How pathetic was that?
I grab your shoulders and push you down.
Then kick you in the ribs, a crowd forms around.
But I dont care! I just continue.
Fully aware, people may miss you.
You start puking blood, I stand back and watch.
Then a teacher comes, and kicks you in the gut!
I smile at her, she smiles at me.
Then we both turn, and go our own ways
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deathdrop
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2004-06-19 07:37:06]
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Re: Victim's Revenge.
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by lonelywolf04 on
Saturday, 19th June 2004 @ 08:10:10 AM AEST
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| lmao thats great i i had a kid at my school that was a bully and a kid jumped him and a teacher came out and just set there with a smile on his face untell another teacher came out then he helped stop it but just the smile on the teachers face was enuff to remeber that forever great poem |
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Re: Victim's Revenge.
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by pixie on
Saturday, 19th June 2004 @ 08:51:01 AM AEST
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great poem,
pixie xx |
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Re: Victim's Revenge.
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by Avarice_Riot on
Saturday, 19th June 2004 @ 09:27:59 AM AEST
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| Ooooh......that gave me chills. Very, very powerful and haunting piece, I absolutely loved it. |
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Re: Victim's Revenge.
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by lexxie on
Saturday, 19th June 2004 @ 11:19:09 AM AEST
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an awsome pome
lexxie |
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