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[aid] => Mick
[title] => hard to swollow . . . . .
[time] => 2002-11-12 14:30:00
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => My adrenalin ran like pure heorin through my veins
A euphoria of pain and anger I stared my prey in the eyes showing him my hate All he had to do was make one sudden move or jester of selfishness and greed and he did one big smile this wasn't a smile of happiness This was a smile of righteousness, of evil You could see in his eyes that he didn't take me seriously and that just ***** me off I couldn't supress my anger anymore i needed revenge I grabed his shirt and told him why i hated him, but he wouldn't listen He just smiled So with all my weight I swung at him and kept swinging I wanted him to know how much I hated him A friend pulled me back and I was about to give up until he started laughing I threw her into the wall and went at him again Nothing I did made him see how much of a bad person he was! All the girls he has raped, All the ***** he has talked, all the disrespect and selfishness that makes him fiend This was all gathered up in my mind and I wanted him to know who he really was I finally walked away to cool off, but he came up to me, laughing and taunting like it didn't effect him one bit He laughed in my face! So I swung as hard as I could at his jaw All his laughing and taunting stopped and his true person came out This is what I wanted people to see His words of filth, of how he treats women I felt as though he was saying all these words to himself "You dirty s**t, you ***** whore" everything he said fit him perfectly He pushed me, but stopped and realized how many people were watching us. My knuckles were bleeding, but the pain from revenge felt so fulfilling I laughed I laughed right in his face, i wanted to see how angry he'd get I taunted with my laughter I didn't have to say anything He said everything I could have said to him, everything i needed to know about him I know that every girl in that room had the same anger and pain, they just didn't have the guts to do what I did I know it's hard to swollow but it's nice going down! [comments] => 3 [counter] => 224 [topic] => 6 [informant] => marly [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 6 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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