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Then Kill Me.

slice me dice me, stab me jab me, poke and prevoke me. leave me bereave me, taunt me haunt me, whack and hack me. spike me strike me, hit me slit me, drill me then kill me.

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Laura Spears

Date: 2/7/2010 8:48:00 PM

This poem captures a broken heart well. Somtimes it feels like your heart and soul have suffered all they can stand. If these are recent wounds, I hope the healing is quick. Happy Writing.

P Sheart

Date: 12/3/2009 7:14:00 PM

It amazing what happens in our lives when we replace every negative thought with a positive one! Sending good thoughts your way. Take care Love Light Patty

Anthony Nutter

Date: 12/3/2009 7:10:00 PM

I have been poked and jabbed, whacked and hacked, poked and prevoked, nightmares haunt me. But death will have to wait as the past is the past and the future holds unknown paths. Excellent write I enjoyed the read. I wasn't going to post this poem but after reading I think I will, it's called the "Devil's Hand" you might want to check it out

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 12/3/2009 2:35:00 PM

Noooooo..you must live... deep sad feeling indeed IN THIS POEM-Charma