Bittersweet Rancor

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A riddle of revenge in death. This is also part of my story The Mousetrap Revenge

Submitted: December 16, 2013

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Submitted: December 16, 2013

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Not a drop to waste of its sweet taste

Passing through my lips enjoying every secret sip

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Hidden within my drink I am on the brink

Achieving what I seek as my body grows weak

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I shed not a tear as freedom is near

This poison that I hide is slowly crystallizing me inside

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Held within my last sigh is one last joke as I say goodbye

No one will ever suspect my self-inflicted project

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It is your turn to fear your punishment my dear

For years of torment I will not lament

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As you pray for freedom everyday

Of my sweet drink you will daily think

 


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