Love, Sex, and Murder

[Jabble524]

His Judas Kiss made me orgasm
As we fucked on the Ides of March
I wrapped my legs around his back, pulling him in closer
As I moaned in pleasure, he said “I love you”
I knew he was a liar

Insincere words, and empty promises
I’d carelessly given my heart away
Sadly, I found that he had many lovers
Something had to be done

The knife smoothly pierced his back
A sweet mix of surprise, pleasure, and pain
I could see the life draining out of him, as he stared at me in disbelief
I spoke the only words that came to mind
“I love you too, sweetheart”
http://www.myspace.com/jabble524

[3ChinaPolicy]

sounds a bit homo? Start mentioning jizz and I reckon it'll be awesome

[Jabble524]

Thanks for your feedback 3chinapolicy. I'll be sure to mention jizz next time-haha. Thanks again.

[nkalldayyy]

are you the "he" mentioned?

[anamericangod]

Those first two lines are fantastic. They're just so...passionate.

Just kidding, this is atrocious.

[patpratt]

Those first two lines are fantastic. They're just so...passionate.

Just kidding, this is atrocious.

ily.

[anamericangod]

I could have sworn that this guy posted the same poem awhile ago.

[morgz]

Those first two lines are fantastic. They're just so...passionate.

Just kidding, this is atrocious.

i thought you were serious. i was gonna tell you we can't be friends anymore.

[Fallinto_rhythm]

sounds like soft porn to me.

[OveriseFan]

Murther!

[Jabble524]

No, I am not the "he" mentioned in the poem. It's not about anyone specific either, just the general concepts of cheating, heartbreak, and revenge.

And a special thanks to "anamericangod". Your feedback and approval just mean so much to me. To be honest, everytime I post at these forums, I hope with all my being, that maybe I'll be so blessed as to have you comment on my poems. So thank you so much for taking the time to comment on this one. Oh, and I almost forgot, I truly hope that you enjoy living in Georgia. Sounds like a party....

[Jabble524]

To: Anamericangod

I've noticed that whenever I post my poetry here, that you usually have a smart-ass comment about how bad it is. Now, if you think it's bad, that's fine, that's your opinion, and everyone is entitled to their opinion. But what strikes me is your tone. It seems to suggest that you think you're better then everyone else. And maybe you are.... But just to make sure, I went ahead an read some of your blogs on your profile. I'll share what I consider to be the "highlights", along with some helpful advice.

1) Quote from your blog-
"I have called you several times over the past few days knowing that you more than likely won’t answer. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. You come, and you go, so easily. I really wish you would keep your word. I wish I wasn’t always left wanting more. The past few days have not been good".

Advice- This is not good. Not good at all. Sounds kinda creepy and obsessive.

2) Quote from your blog-
" Everything is wrong with me".

Advice- Think of sunshine, on a cloudy day. Think of flowers, in the month of May. Think of a pretty girl, in her lingerie. Or, Think of two dudes, if you're gay".

3) Quote from your blog-
" There is a girl in a class of mine that I recognize from the past year or so. I don't know her name. I have never spoken to her. She is easily one of the most attractive girls I have ever seen in my life. She just has a look to her. It is a pleasant distraction. She has a boyfriend. I do not plan on ever speaking to her".

Advice- C'mon dude. God gave you a pair of balls for a reason. Please, for the sake of you're gender, man up! I know talking to girls can be scary, but seriously, clean the sand out of your vagina.

4) Quote from your blog-
"She doesn't have a ring on her finger. I remember that I saw her last year when I had a battery of tests done. She's still just as attractive, obviously still single. She takes my pulse. I think about how it would be to fuck her. She checks my breathing. I think about how it would be to fuck her. My ears. I think about how it would be to fuck her. These aren't the usual thoughts I am presented with when I go to the doctor. My mind is filled with a thousand scripts from low budget porn films. She will probably go home and fuck her hedge fund managing boyfriend. I will go home and stare at the wall".

Advice- Wow....
You're still a virgin-haha. Now if you're really 22 like your profile says, that gives you 18 years until you become a real life "40 year old virgin". In order to get laid, you will need to stop staring at the wall.

In conclusion, you sound pretty depressed. So remember, this is all in good fun. By the way, you can read all my poetry at http://www.myspace.com/jabble524. It might make you feel better.

[TK]

You redefine the definition of an idiot.

[ArTkY_]

For the love of God, stop posting.

[lew_1987]

You're really 24?