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Poetry By: LightFeather09

Saving and protecting yourself...

Submitted:Sep 27, 2011    Reads: 28    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   

It don´t taste so bitter


I won´t be your puppet anymore.
Pull the strings all you want
I won´t dare open that door
No more!
No more!
What good is a promise
From a liar I know!
Where do I stick to
When you show up at dawn

All the countless times
You lured me in your traps
Built a net and kept me there
So I could not attack
When I got free
Through hands and teeth
You´d still
follow me around

But I remember
The times
You left me there to die
You didn´t even look at me
With your blood shot eyes

And now the thunder rolls
And the clouds go dark
I know for sure the lightnings on my side
Forever yours...
I will kill you in my dreams
And I will smile a gruesome smile
At your painwrecking screams.

How sweet oh so sweet is revenge.


Copyright Sara Kehrer


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