Revenge

Men like to play with our heart, Simply rip them apart, They don't care how we feel, Or if our love was real, They just get a kick, Outta seeing if they can make us tick, I think it turns them on, Seeing if they can make us a con, Keep us locked away, Only let us out when they wanna play, So i got something to say, One day boy you will pay, You screwed with the wrong one, And now ill show you how i have fun, Hope you don't mind when you get slapped, Cause boy I just snapped, So you like to pull my hair, Lets see if you like it when i share, See how much you hit me, After i stab you in the knee, Bet you don't hit me no more, Cause im a wench straight down to the core, So while im sipping from this cup You need to sit and think boy tomorrow are you gonna wake up ???

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Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 12/21/2011 12:05:00 PM

I enjoyed reading your poetry today Casey. Wishing you a New Year filled with inspiration and the best to you in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. Love, Carol

Casey Grawet
Date: 1/2/2012 1:23:00 AM

Thank you

Grace Williams

Date: 12/10/2011 9:48:00 AM

I like how clearly you are able to bring forth the sense of satisfaction without mentioning it at all. I like this (even if, when thought about more carefully, this poem is a bit creepy). Good job

Casey Grawet
Date: 12/12/2011 4:16:00 PM

OK gonna give alittle insight on it lol so you don't think im a phyco, I was thinking at the time of writing it when my ex use to beat me almost to death.. And this is what came out but i have never hurt a man in anyway, When i started writing though it just fell together

Casey Grawet
Date: 12/12/2011 4:08:00 PM

Thank you I just got back into this and its just what popped into my head.. I am sorry it's creepy though i really didn't think about it that way till you said that lol