Retribution

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: February 09, 2019

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here I stand

by my wishing well

by slight of hand

I'm wishing hell

into those eyes

into that mind

to stroke your lies

and make you blind

here I sit

and grin away

at every bit

all the time you'll pay

for crossing lines

by fates hand drawn

intricate design

you've stepped upon

how sweet the day

when at last you'll fall

in utter decay

as I stand tall

feeble child

you've stricken delight

with your screams wild

on this night

warnings heeded

that you did not

it's something you needed

by the gods, you forgot

victim always

screaming fool

counting the days

you've strategically pooled

play a game

it's what you wished

though not the same

as the one you picked

much more harmful

this one of mine

incredibly scornful

I've got you in my sight

the seer knows no boundary

I will not ever stop

until you're broken before me

then in rest, I too shall drop


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