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Array ( [sid] => 128213 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Atonement [time] => 2006-11-14 16:22:17 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Your soul desires atonement.
For all the pain and sorrow you caused me.
I thought I loved you.
I was wrong...it was only hate that boiled through my veins.
I said I would do anything to have you back.
Now I realize, I will do everything to kill that which you hold dear.
Now I know that I hate anything and everything that you stand for.
You deserve no atonement!
The weapons you used to destroy us, sank deep into my heart.
The lies you used to conceal your sexual indiscretions.
The cheating that left me baffled as to what I did wrong.
Now every cut I make on myself is symbolic toward the number of lies you feed me.
When I am done, my body will be a gigantic scar.
So you can take your apologies and need for forgivness and shove them down your throat!
I hope and pray to God that one day you will get what you have coming to you.
Someone who will tear your soul apart and leave a void that nothing will fill.
You can turn to drugs and alcohol like I did, but I hope you feel that same spiritual decay and emptiness I did.
I often wonder to myself: "What will be the last thoughts in your mind as you slip the noose over your head? What emotions will you feel?"
Damnable guilt?
Infinite sadness?
I hope not.
I hope you feel an overwhelming anger.
As you look down on me from atop the stool you stand upon, as the noose tightens.
Hatred is what I hope you feel...for what you put me through.
And when you're in the middle of your prayer for forgiveness, I will kick the stool from beneath your feet.
As I said before you do not deserve atonement.
And I hope you rot in the pool of guilt and dispair you have created!
I will be the presenter of atonement!
And you will not receive it! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 185 [topic] => 13 [informant] => trackiller2006 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
Atonement

Contributed by trackiller2006 on Tuesday, 14th November 2006 @ 04:22:17 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Your soul desires atonement.
For all the pain and sorrow you caused me.
I thought I loved you.
I was wrong...it was only hate that boiled through my veins.
I said I would do anything to have you back.
Now I realize, I will do everything to kill that which you hold dear.
Now I know that I hate anything and everything that you stand for.
You deserve no atonement!
The weapons you used to destroy us, sank deep into my heart.
The lies you used to conceal your sexual indiscretions.
The cheating that left me baffled as to what I did wrong.
Now every cut I make on myself is symbolic toward the number of lies you feed me.
When I am done, my body will be a gigantic scar.
So you can take your apologies and need for forgivness and shove them down your throat!
I hope and pray to God that one day you will get what you have coming to you.
Someone who will tear your soul apart and leave a void that nothing will fill.
You can turn to drugs and alcohol like I did, but I hope you feel that same spiritual decay and emptiness I did.
I often wonder to myself: "What will be the last thoughts in your mind as you slip the noose over your head? What emotions will you feel?"
Damnable guilt?
Infinite sadness?
I hope not.
I hope you feel an overwhelming anger.
As you look down on me from atop the stool you stand upon, as the noose tightens.
Hatred is what I hope you feel...for what you put me through.
And when you're in the middle of your prayer for forgiveness, I will kick the stool from beneath your feet.
As I said before you do not deserve atonement.
And I hope you rot in the pool of guilt and dispair you have created!
I will be the presenter of atonement!
And you will not receive it!




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Re: Atonement (User Rating: 1 )
by amaya_h_k on Tuesday, 14th November 2006 @ 08:35:28 PM AEST
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"Now every cut I make on myself is symbolic toward the number of lies you feed me."

wow, I love that




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