Breathe one last time

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    Breathe one last time

    In this dark hole I'm in
    it's so cold..

    I need to find my way out.
    Feelings of anger consume me.

    I'm looking for you!

    I feel like I could crack.
    Wouldn't you like that?

    I bet you would
    Feeling's mutual.
    This life has taken a toll on me.

    I'm not the same pathetic soul you knew.
    Ive grown, cold and empty.

    Could care less about your fucked up thoughts of me.

    No I'm not going to kill myself.
    But I might hurt you!

    Poisonous thoughts consume my mind.
    I wish you could feel just a little bit.

    Little bit of my anger,
    My wicked thoughts of you.

    What I would like to do when I get my hands on you.

    Breathe bitch!
    I'm coming for whats mine!

    Run if you dare, your life, I wont spare!!!!

    Twisted thoughts and wicked things is all that seems to
    consume me.

    Breathe for the last time.

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    Pat commented on Breathe one last time

    01-11-2009

    wow wouldn't want to piss you off.

    muttman1 commented on Breathe one last time

    01-05-2009

    wow that was very deep, i felt your anger as if i were he you were looking at. good poem

    Charo commented on Breathe one last time

    11-23-2008

    Loved this poem. I feel you. The wrong man can have the tendency to bring out the wickedness in us all.

    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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