Well this Biatch frig me upmentally thats all...


Wicked does thy soul bleed

You dream of a life lost. You seek a new land that prohibits discovery. You share knowledge that does not belong to you. and for that You make my blood boil.
When the drama subsides, as evidence and my understanding points out, Horrors will envelop your sleep, they will invade the depths of your dreams, I will not allow You rest. HURT, for you have bruised me!!!




Poetry by Bekim Rauseo
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Written on 2006-04-08 at 02:24

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Zoya Zaidi
Yeah, give it back to her, good and proper. Only I envy you, I can never build up enough resentment in my self to take revenge. Once I am disillusioned, I direct my energies in forgetting a nd trying to become indifferent. A task more difficult then taking revenge!
(((((HUGS))))
Love, xxx, Zya
2006-04-08


Jon Hanover
Fuck that is awesome ! I love punishing others through prose rhyming or otherwise. I do mean " fuck " in the good sense as American slang....lol. Do not mean to offend. Serves her right.
2006-04-08


Kathy Lockhart
All I can say is, "I feel your pain." Been right where you are in this poem. Know of the anger that you express and you express it well!
2006-04-08