Lolz...Nothing wrong in imagining the perfect revenge...:)....Even if you cant actually take it.
If you want,
You had your fun,
And now whenever you see me all you do is taunt
Those years of closeness,
Those days filled with shy eye contacts,
You'd think they were my weakness,
Well then you've got to face the facts
Well baby get ready,
Even though now you act as though you care a damn,
I'm gonna bring you down nice and steady,
Cause I'm the butcher and you're the lamb!
I'll make you pay,
Boy would that be someday!
I see every bit of you thats to others-- unseen,
And am I gonna be very mean!
I get over things very fast,
I've got nerves of steel,
How can you think I'd be crying over you?
How can you think I'd never heal?
So honey be careful of the next girl to pass you by,
She could be my pawn,
Out to help me make you cry,
To give you back each and every single one of your lies
Be careful of the next coffee you drink,
Next moment you'd be puking in the kitchen sink,
And be careful of the next step you take,
That car just might have a failed brake
So go ahead sweetheart,
Care a damn!
But remember,
I'm the butcher and you're the lamb!
Poetry by Kshiti Dubey
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Written on 2010-12-12 at 08:38
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The butcher and the lamb
Try and run,If you want,
You had your fun,
And now whenever you see me all you do is taunt
Those years of closeness,
Those days filled with shy eye contacts,
You'd think they were my weakness,
Well then you've got to face the facts
Well baby get ready,
Even though now you act as though you care a damn,
I'm gonna bring you down nice and steady,
Cause I'm the butcher and you're the lamb!
I'll make you pay,
Boy would that be someday!
I see every bit of you thats to others-- unseen,
And am I gonna be very mean!
I get over things very fast,
I've got nerves of steel,
How can you think I'd be crying over you?
How can you think I'd never heal?
So honey be careful of the next girl to pass you by,
She could be my pawn,
Out to help me make you cry,
To give you back each and every single one of your lies
Be careful of the next coffee you drink,
Next moment you'd be puking in the kitchen sink,
And be careful of the next step you take,
That car just might have a failed brake
So go ahead sweetheart,
Care a damn!
But remember,
I'm the butcher and you're the lamb!
Poetry by Kshiti Dubey
Read 452 times
Written on 2010-12-12 at 08:38
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