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My Wrath
When the rage within me begins to flow,
the best place to be is a far as you can go.
I am patient; it takes a lot for me to anger
yet provoke my wrath and there is danger.
I warned you once, minina, to stay away from what is mine
yet you insist on theses intrigues behind my friendship lines,
with contrived false pretences you smile in my face
shower me with adoring accolades, to be in my grace.
You are nothing and will always be nothing, just a mark,
an insignificant cunt, a wicked sniveling evil little tart.
You have no selfrespect, you like my sloppy seconds,
you cannot get a man on your own, so mine you beckon.
You quietly slither and slink, seeing whose talking to me
and then you innocently befriend them, such is your envy.
Haven’t you realized that true respect and admiration
is freely and honestly earned not gained by pretension.
The false friendship you offer these unsuspecting beaus,
the negative whisperings in their ear, seeds of dissension you sow,
such feigned concern, my deeds, you feel you have to expose;
lies compounded by deceit, “your eyes should be plucked out by crows!”
I am who I am because I am, no falsehoods here,
I take nothing from no one, I earn mine without fear.
Never have I treaded over anyone to climb,
I work hard for my wants, for them I strive.
Whores like you, I encounter on a day to day,
bitches who would sell their soul just to be noticed,
because they want to become players in the game,
but what you fail to realize is, it takes more than malefic.
I hate, with a passion trifling cunts like you,
even though I gave you a second chance to be true;
now, you trollop, you have provoked my wrath
you will wish to all that is sacred you had chosen a different path.
At every moment, every step of the way, minina,
you will feel my dark shadow over you
because you chose to be a friend who is untrue;
you're nothing more than a scavenging bitch hyaena!
the best place to be is a far as you can go.
I am patient; it takes a lot for me to anger
yet provoke my wrath and there is danger.
I warned you once, minina, to stay away from what is mine
yet you insist on theses intrigues behind my friendship lines,
with contrived false pretences you smile in my face
shower me with adoring accolades, to be in my grace.
You are nothing and will always be nothing, just a mark,
an insignificant cunt, a wicked sniveling evil little tart.
You have no selfrespect, you like my sloppy seconds,
you cannot get a man on your own, so mine you beckon.
You quietly slither and slink, seeing whose talking to me
and then you innocently befriend them, such is your envy.
Haven’t you realized that true respect and admiration
is freely and honestly earned not gained by pretension.
The false friendship you offer these unsuspecting beaus,
the negative whisperings in their ear, seeds of dissension you sow,
such feigned concern, my deeds, you feel you have to expose;
lies compounded by deceit, “your eyes should be plucked out by crows!”
I am who I am because I am, no falsehoods here,
I take nothing from no one, I earn mine without fear.
Never have I treaded over anyone to climb,
I work hard for my wants, for them I strive.
Whores like you, I encounter on a day to day,
bitches who would sell their soul just to be noticed,
because they want to become players in the game,
but what you fail to realize is, it takes more than malefic.
I hate, with a passion trifling cunts like you,
even though I gave you a second chance to be true;
now, you trollop, you have provoked my wrath
you will wish to all that is sacred you had chosen a different path.
At every moment, every step of the way, minina,
you will feel my dark shadow over you
because you chose to be a friend who is untrue;
you're nothing more than a scavenging bitch hyaena!
Published 28th Sep 2012
| Edited 3rd Oct 2012
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Anonymous
28th Sep 2012 3:19pm
Tough, but it is needed at times, Red!
People are people- so sad...some are a lot meaner than others...
Strider :)
People are people- so sad...some are a lot meaner than others...
Strider :)
28th Sep 2012 3:25pm
You know my friend; to mistake my kindness and tolerance for weakness is fatal mistake any day, but to day it is deadly.Thank you for the comment I am on the war path and in rare form.
Red
Red
28th Sep 2012 3:24pm
28th Sep 2012 3:25pm
28th Sep 2012 3:45pm
"I take nothing from no one, I earn mine without fear. Never have I treaded over anyone climb,
I work hard for my wants, for them I strive"
Powerful words babe!!! Great write... Give them hell sweetheart. Enjoyed...
I work hard for my wants, for them I strive"
Powerful words babe!!! Great write... Give them hell sweetheart. Enjoyed...
28th Sep 2012 4:02pm
28th Sep 2012 6:01pm
Another great piece, I had once such female cross my path once, I turned the tables. As I said in my other comment. Return to sender my dear. :)
28th Sep 2012 6:14pm
Indeed my dearest indeed, we, know how to do that well we with magi blood.
Red
Red
