Reckoning

by Alice   Feb 10, 2007


Cuts and bruises marks of the face
Tears and sorrow signs of disgrace
In his mind he sees them scream
He wants to hurt them so it seems
Pull the trigger and end it all
Watch the blood and bodies fall
Years of torture torment and pain
Come together ending in shame
Destruction and death ache and need
Blow up, pass on desire and feed
He laughs at them as he gets retribution
Killing them is the final solution

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