If you ask me again, I’ll tell you once more
\nI had nothing to do with killing that bore
\nIt’s true that he hurt me, again and again
\nBut vengeance is nothing I’d seek in the end<\/p>\n
My anger is channeled through passionate art
\nI write poems of heartbreak, souls torn apart
\nNever have hands touched in anger his throat
\nOr schemed to throw him off the side of a boat<\/p>\n
He stole what was mine from my very own hands
\nWith brazen intention he plundered the lands
\nOf trust and friendship, those once sacred things
\nThat have become a mockery, chopped of their wings<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
If you ask me again, I’ll tell you once more I had nothing to do with killing that bore It’s true that he hurt me, again and again But vengeance is nothing I’d seek in the end My anger is channeled through passionate art I write poems of heartbreak, souls torn apart Never have hands … Continue reading Anger<\/span>