
Pride and body
Have been maimed and marred
Only one path remains
To make life worth living
Revenge
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Plotting every hour
Barely breaking for sleep
Notes written on shower curtains
In the finest of soaps
Used only for vengeance
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Befriend your victim
Who may already be a pal
Unwittingly remaining
Within reach
Of the bitter grudge holder
*
A tale older than history
From back when dinosaurs
Demanded blood
For those that fell to Tyrants
And tar pits




Really well done poem! πππ
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Awesome poem. (Oh, that Wednesday Addams!)
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Charles, that poem packs a wallop. Well done. ππΆ Christine
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