I'll take you on,
I'll take you out.
And once I'm done,
I'll lay the grout.
I'll revel in
Your every scream.
I'll tear apart
Your every dream.
Beaming as I
Treat you rougher.
Anything
To make you suffer.
You tried to take
What was mine,
Now you're running
Out of time.
I'll dance around
With blades galore.
Now they all know
That you're a whore.
I'll stack them up,
I'll seal you in.
What made you think
That you could win?
Author notes
I might continue this, I think I will at least revise it. It's the first thing I've written in a very long time.
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