My Ornate Ingrate

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My Ornate Ingrate

You enter my life with a glance or just a word.
I told you my name but "use me" was all you heard.
Im not quite sure of the purpose i serve to you.
Rest assured though pookie, I am through.
I tease and controll you with a straight face.
I took from you all that i wanted in the first place.
I have no shame or regret in my actions.
You were removed from my life like cancerous extractions.
One second you held my thoughts, and now...
You are just a forgotten memory.
So sad.
So pathetic.
I despise your weakness and lack of character.


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JEAGLEFEATHER commented on My Ornate Ingrate

02-04-2009

Two 10's from me. I just love anger, hatred & numbing poetry. Both of those ones I gave 10's stab at the soul with the very knife that we have all been cut with; & yet we punch, kick & slap that shitty grin off the face of those who think stabbing us

Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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