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A Different Point of View (Pimple) by Blindpoetry

Sitting here by myself While you infiltrate someone else You stabbed the knife in my back I was just another one of your toys on the rack I was blinded by your beauty I could not see the way you mistreated me I wish you would go away You still flirt with me to this day Even after you drove that nail in my foot After I put My trust into you My inner beauty to you My heart into you You ripped my heart into shreds ; it now bleeds The blood coming from my heart feeds My anger ; getting stronger Towards you...

Edna Sweetlove 20-May-06/4:44 PM
The bit about the nail in the foot is very funny and deserves 10/10; but the rest is pretty dire.




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