She didn’t just break your heart,
she stomped on it
purposefully
against the curb
then set it on fire
with a blowtorch
and a mad grin
until it was well done
eating it
afterwards
at a fine restaurant
casually piercing it with
silverware
between long sips of
red wine
and tossing the scraps
to the dogs
while laughing
maniacally
at the moon.
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I dated her twin brother. They truly are identical.
Bloody murderers of the heart, I tell you!
Very true…..very, very true.
excellent (folds fingers klike Mr. Burns before breaking into round robin cackle with satan, hitler and jesus)
Toss Jesus in there. Why not?
Just because he’s the weakest of hell’s minions does NOT mean we can forget him.