104. Kim Poem by Jaden Knight

104. Kim



I hate your voice and your grotesque face
wish you'd disappear without a trace
you're life is naught and the joke's on you
you know it's true
you're trash so stuff you

I used to wish every day
to hear that you'd gone away
so take an axe and hack your head off
or take your trash and just get lost

Suicide would be a good choice for you
to hear you'd died would be a dream come true
so kill your family and then go forth
you're not worth this so why don't you run off

I think you'd do the whole world a gigantic favour
when you slice your wrists with the sharpest razor
or do I have to spell out the truth
there's shed loads of people who want to kill you

Cause none of us can really care
if you jump in front of a bus
in fact we would probably celebrate
cause as far as you're concerned
we just don't give a stuff

Not that you'd rest easy in your grave
they'll dig you up and put you on display
in a gibbet at stone henge
then we'd complete our delayed revenge
and there you'd stay until you were rotten
or all that you did has been forgotten

Saturday, March 15, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: hate
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This is a heavy edited version of the poem so please don't take offense. This was written about a person who tried to get me and others set up and she kept getting away with it6
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 23 January 2015

forgot. i like the title; very becoming. :) bri

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Bri Edwards 23 January 2015

heavy edited version? ! wow! it was kinder or crueler before? i want ALL the dirt, the gore, the hate, the filth, etc. which you can dish out in a poem. ok, tell me the truth! you really liked the gal/guy; right? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - favorite parts, particularly for getting your point across and for the great rhymes. : I think you’d do the whole world a gigantic favour when you slice your wrists with the sharpest razor ............ indicating sharpest razor is much nicer than just razor. and there you’d stay until you were rotten or all that you did has been forgotten...maybe and instead of or? :) for the invective involved, i send this to MyPoemList. and you have again inspired me, John aka Profanisaurus! =============================== Getting What One Deserves Put her/his arms in a sausage machine; he/she deserves it. He/she was mean. Roast him/her slowly over an open fire. Give us the revenge we deserve/desire! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - bri :) Wait a minute! What happened to Christian forgiveness! ? ? oh! STUFF IT! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

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