Fool
The pound you owe is due
I've come to take it now
You screwed it up you fool
You thought you'd getaway?
Your life is nothing but living, breathing and eating pain
You screwed it up you fool
She's gone so far away
This bullet will do for you
Look into your killers eyes
That's right, a calmness lies
No fear for what resides?
Just fear to breathe your lies
Stare deep into the eyes of the reflection of you
Fool
Copyright © A Yorkshire Poet | Year Posted 2016
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