they sit around talking as if I wasn't there
whispering what a fool I am
she's gone get a life
oh how they try to beat it into me
they know what's better for me
my wants
my needs
what I need to be
I wonder
did these people ever really know me
yes you arrogant prick
okay miss drama queen
I see your lips are moving
the question is why ?
don't you have a life ?
yes she's gone
no I won't forget her
yes in time I'll move along
you may not know what it's like to want something so bad
to have question's to ask upon the alter of the universe
on a regular basis as to why
unlike some when I said I loved her
I didn't lie
what I wanted then is what I want today
for them to shut the fuck up !
~ D Donner ~
Seems some are in need of a
Seems some are in need of a bitch slap! Might i return the favour dear brother? Big hugss xo
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Oh but My twisted Sister
Oh but My twisted Sister Bitch Slapping is My job , Your's is to egg me on !...OOP'S I mean try to stop Me .... lol
Every story-teller bends the myth to his own purpose. that's why a Hero has a thousand faces
Bitch Slapping
Good title for a poem. The aftermath, the conclusion of a saga too long already. It is an excellent term and not to be taken at all as encouragement from the harangued and harassed to the slack jawed misspeaking no life opinionated (well you get the point). A good bitch slappin' rant is worth a thousand actual bitch slaps, I always say.
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Lady A
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