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My Revenge -- A Poem

Updated: 3 days ago

Silhouette of a man in a suit stands on a street at night, with bright yellow and red lights creating a dramatic glow in the background.

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I loved her and she called me,

"Irrelevant"...

"Irrelevant"...

And I just couldn't share it easily,

The sentiment,

The sentiment.



My revenge,

My revenge.

My revenge,

My revenge.


The best revenge is,

A great success.

A weight of achievements,

To assess.

Despite her hurtful word I,

Nonetheless,


I just couldn't bare being called,

"Irrelevant"

"Irrelevant".

Nowadays I have people who on me,

Depend,

They depend.


Without me several would've ended up,

Being dead,

Being dead.

It is because being called irrelevant,

I dread,

Yes, I dread.



I, did everything in my power,

To prevail,

To get my revenge,

Through great success.

I'm no longer,

Unimportant,

With my victory I am stronger.

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Tomasio A. Rubinshtein, Philosocom's Founder & Writer

I am a philosopher. I'm also a semi-hermit who has decided to dedicate my life to writing and sharing my articles across the globe to help others with their problems and combat shallowness. More information about me can be found here.

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