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ELIMINATE

Like an acid attack
I want to burn off your
touch
Scrub my skin with wire wool
till I'm dripping with
blood
and taste the sweet tang of
repent

I hate you with a passion
so terrifying
I spew
spit
piss
all the vile bile
burning yellow

May you rot in a canopy
of cawl from your
first born
may it strangle
like a tourniquet
and turn the purple pustules
till they split and  disgorge
their vituperous contents

You were made in
the devil's smithy
white curls of poison
were the sustenance
from the Jackals teet

By all that is Holy in my soul
I slash
burn
bite
cut
stamp
anything
all the above
to eliminate
the DNA
of your
derivation
 

— panaella, Jun 10, 2010

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SophieHannah24

16 years ago

WOW

Jesus Christ woman, I don't EVER want you to hate me!!! LOL I love your display of emotion, and I can feel the fire in your words: the steel wool scraping your skin in your attempt to scrape the vile imprint of some poor soul from your skin. I love the imagery, but I do not love hate itself. Forgive whoever has made you feel this way. Unless you have simply written this for some other poor soul plagued by hate to scream, forgive them.
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panaella

16 years ago

all in my imagination!

Thankfully never hated anyone to this degree...just imaginings!...quite cathartic actually! Thanks for stopping by. Ells
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scribbler

16 years ago

eliminate

Awesome love letter from hell!lol.I would have run out of verses long before you did.........scribbler
Seren

Seren

16 years ago

Dear Ell's

Like me when you are passionate about stuff ... you let it out brilliant bleed on the page ... brava love and hugs JayCee x x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")
judyanne

judyanne

16 years ago

passionate is the word ellie

wow where do you get these ideas? 'May you rot in a canopy of cawl from your first born may it strangle like a tourniquet and turn the purple pustules till they split and disgorge their vituperous contents' may i ever stay on your good side !!! love judy xxx http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html

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