A Hope
I cut down anyone in my way
Not caring who they are
I deserve to be on top
Just so I could look down on everyone
So don't give me that look
Or your pity
One day I'll cut you down
Just like the rest of them
Hate runs through my vein
Lust makes my blood burn
I seek satisfaction
I need to beat you
Silly little girl
You think you're better than me?
Ha!
Don't make me laugh
Now hold still
And smile pretty for my blade...
Copyright © Roxie Hart | Year Posted 2010
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