Poison
Your fake smile and plastic ways,
I hoped was a passing phase.
But now I see, you mean to be,
An evil ho and bitter witch,
For that very reason,
In your side, I'll be a stitch.
For mercy one day you will wish.
You'll receive what you're quick ..out to dish.
Never again will I be burnt,
For all your wrongs, a lesson will be learnt.
You broke me down, and left me for dead,
How do you sleep peacefully in your bed?
My turn will come, and you will want to run,
You'll pay for the damages that you have done.
Copyright © Cheryl Harvey | Year Posted 2016
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