never written about a man because i'm yet to understand one,
all the ones i've trusted made me wish i had a handgun,
i'll expose their brains like they've exposed my soul,
i'll leave their bodies full of holes,
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What a pleasantly uncowardly wicked young woman..if only it had of listened to you..o well..i think they look there to though..iip
Hehe, I'm glad I'm not on the receiving side of this. This poem has a good beat to it and I actually enjoyed it. Kind of feels like a rock song.