I pulled the trigger
My brain is all over the place
Here's my last words
I'm sorry I caused you pain
Sorry I pissed on you and called it rain
Black eye
Busted lip
Scratched up neck
Stabbed up back
So I did you a favor
You can thank me later
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Author:
Anthony Hanible (
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Comments2
Brutal and dark this poem speaks of getting even in a most unconventional way. Nicely rhymed and worded powerful.
Nicely written rhythmic poem.
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