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She Broke My Heart So I Broke His Jaw

Poetry By: November

Money doesn't buy happiness. Revenge buys happiness.

Submitted:Dec 29, 2007    Reads: 181    Comments: 4    Likes: 3   

She Broke My Heart So I Broke His Jaw

The kind of happiness money buys just isn't kind at all,
the currency of happiness just isn't quite so small.
With jealousy I bought revenge, revenge bought a little smile,
jealousy will be avenged, there's really no denial.

I'm not a violent man at heart, but as you walk on by,
I can't help but to think out loud 'I hope you choke and die.'
I guarantee, you breathe her name,
with a razorblade I'll grant you fame,

you stick your neck out one more time,
what I do can't be a crime.
First the ears and then the eyes,
I reinvent the word 'despise,'

I'll leave your hands, I know you touched her,
now your struggle is to clutch to
life with both those blood-stained paws,
she broke my heart so I broke your jaw.

We'll share a razorblade smile from ear to ear
with equal parts delight and fear.
My faith's invested in this knife,
criminal intentions now rule my life.


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