The Fury

The Fury

A Poem by Kenny K
"

I was Fury ....... lol that dosen't make sence

"

Fury;

Its What He Was Feeling,

The Cheating Sank.

He Knew She Did It,

She Must Pay ...

Her Ankles Grew Red,

As He Tightened The Straps.

She's Still A Little Bit Woosey,

She Could Still Feel Where He Hit Her.

He Was Full Of Fury,

And All She Could Do,

Was Takes The Blows.

He Was Sending Her,

He Takes He Knife,

From The Table ...

Her Eyes Grew Wide,

His Fury Grew More,

He Hated Her.

He Should Kill Her,

He Raises The Knife,

To End Her Life,

She Stares,

And Begins To Cry.

He Stabs,

He Falls,

He Dies,

He Couldn't Do it.

He Couldn't Kill Her.

He Loved Her,

He Gave His Life For Her,

And Now His Fury Is Gone,

Only Happiness ...

Remains.

 

© 2008 Kenny K


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Kenny K
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Moe!
aww!
Morley!
dude!
you amaze me! their is a poet in you!

Posted 16 Years Ago


* only HAPPINESS Moe.Other than that, I like it, good write.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Added on July 21, 2008
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Kenny K
Kenny K

Belleville Ont, Canada



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