Prompt: Just Kill Me
November 27th 2008 11:51
A friend of mine-very close online friend-recently got dumped and may or may not live through the aftermath of the breakup, so here goes:
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Just Kill Me
Just kill me
For ever dreaming I could be happy
Take my heart and make it bleed
'Til there's nothing left to see
But a stain on a dead woman's
Empty chest.
Just kill me
For ever thinking I could smile again
And have it be real for more than a moment;
Please rip my heart out
I don't want it there anymore.
Just kill me
Make my heart your trophy
It hurts too much for me
It'll look good
On your mantelpiece.
Just kill me
For thinking I could be happy
For more than just a second
A short second
Of a short day.
Just kill me,
You know you want
To see me bleed.
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Your turn.
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Just Kill Me
Just kill me
For ever dreaming I could be happy
Take my heart and make it bleed
'Til there's nothing left to see
But a stain on a dead woman's
Empty chest.
Just kill me
For ever thinking I could smile again
And have it be real for more than a moment;
Please rip my heart out
I don't want it there anymore.
Just kill me
Make my heart your trophy
It'll look good
On your mantelpiece.
Just kill me
For thinking I could be happy
For more than just a second
A short second
Of a short day.
Just kill me,
You know you want
To see me bleed.
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Your turn.
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Comment by Chris Champion
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Oh, the cycles of love. If one more person says "growth opportunity" at a time like that, I'll break Cupid's damned little arrow and shove it ... sigh. Never again. Never! Ooh, hello there ...
Comment by Dianna G
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I also poured juice all over my precious blanket.
Great morning...
~Dianna
Comment by Kleonaptra
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for I have killed.
This murderer's hands
grow sticky with blood
So many too many
innocents,
and it was not indiscriminite,
I pick and choose
who shall live and
who shall die
As if I were god
or the great goddess,
I chose your death,
over another's
Not the first time.
Just kill me,
I am not God
Though I play his hand,
Just kill me,
before I kill again.
Great prompt for me today Dianna.
Comment by Dianna G
I Wish This Was 42
Fictional Worlds
Very nice. Always glad to see you writing
~Dianna