His blood draws a vindictive heart;
the fallacy that truth and justice
is 'blind', renders my decision
that you 'will' feel the incision.
The sanity of my world ended
within his last breath, erasing all
that was good in me. Now I shun
a past, and a life of torment begun.
Yearning the demolition of life,
--yours. I make the quantum leap
from good to evil. I take vantage
you think I'm broken; not full of rage.
The execration of your soul
from your body--I'll devour.
A gift before God for the evil
that you've done; my own upheaval!
Justice will be served with a sweet
lullaby and silence are the eloquent
words for the dead will be spoken.
Only then, I will no longer be broken.
A controversial enigma is all conveyed,
as people are bewitched in rejecting
the truth. Here is where I'm confined,
and my punishment is a matter of time.
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I loved it.. the pain inflicted the anger the rage the verything! greatly done!
