Dear Boss Now Your Power Is Lost
for 13 years you slandered me
i slid a slide to suicide
the nasty things you brand on me
changing my whole flipping life
a psychopath with evil intentions
covering up all looking eyes
I'm psycho too with lethal injections
gifting vision seeing lies
silenced me but now I rise
talk your talk The Pheo-Nicks flies
violence stored about to fly
truth will stalk you til you die
abusing power, that's not nice
I even warned and gave advice
told stop or we'll go twice
redundant minds don't realise
they will be served their own slice
laughing at my sorrowed cries
continuing to spread your lies
no let up and no demise
waking up a demon guy
never gone until I die
you were nasty now I'm sly
Copyright © Nick Trim | Year Posted 2020
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