A Different Point Of View

Member since 2004 · Posted 4 Feb 2004 · 4 comments

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...

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[0] wFraser Allonby Q.C.w 4-Feb-04/3:29 AM Reply

Ha ha! That's absolutely rubbish! You call yourself a poet? I don't know who you are, Mr Billy Biff-Chin, but I suggest you fuck off and never return. This poem is mind-numbingly shit. This should be placed in an anthology of the world's worst poems. -0-

[n/a] Blindpoetry 4-Feb-04/3:51 PM Reply

http://www.poemranker.com/poem-details.jsp?id=78738

[6] richa 5-Feb-04/8:55 AM Reply

The best part of this is when I misread heart as beast

'[after I put] my beast into you'

[6] richa › richa 5-Feb-04/8:56 AM Reply

And shame on you Fraser (if that is not you real name) for mocking a 13year old.